hate blood
jermaine dupri (jd)
y'all got hate in your blood
y'all got hate in your blood
y'all got hate in your blood
i know y'all niggas want me
i hear y'all niggas plottin'
i see y'all niggas lookin'
through the city with no top
that reach 220 on the dash
in everybody's hood with other niggas' hoes
i'm throwin' paper at them bitches
i'm hearing different shit
about homies that want me that weren't with me when i started this
but i can't let these niggas blurry my vision
on where i'm going and how i'm living
sometimes i hit the block so damn hard i start hatin' my self
but the only thing i'm about to change is the game motherfucker!
if you're sick of seeing niggas pop cris
and talkin' bout stacking chips
and hearing niggas talk about sittin' on dubs
if you're sick of seeing artists <it's the end>
and hearing artists <it's the end>
listen i know you niggas want me
i hear you niggas plottin'
rapid fire got my hands shakin'
but most niggas die hatin'
while y'all run to the bank
a real thug keep the tommy gun under the mink
you can see what's under my sink
and i do shit just to do it
so you can hate all you want
and you can tell any one of your boys
you might find 'em in a hood near you and any one of his toys
cause i know you got hate in your blood
still dump eight in your mug
so cock sucker take it and love
let me explain something to y'all about me man
why y'all think i was the first rap nigga on mtv cribs?
i'mma keep ridin' down the block with my hat bent
with them dubs on that shit
we gon' still be in the club poppin' cristal
pourin' belvidere on bitches
a matter of fact i wish i could smack the shit
out of one y'all niggas right now with some money
but you know what i'm saying
cause y'all niggas just hate
well y'all gonna have to just keep hatin' motherfuckers