Hate on Me
Mike Jones, Tanya Herron
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Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
I came from nothin' baby
I swear to God I came from nothin' to somethin'
I ain't get no handouts, got mine from hustlin'
Hustlin' from nothin' to somethin' I had to get it
No time to play with it, my money I was committed
And when I got my paper, my paper I split it
With everybody that, that was down with it
But all of a sudden everybody started hatin'
Why they hatin'? I don't know why everybody hatin'
They see me on them 22's givin' boys the blues
When they see me shinin' they don't have a clue
They be like who is that? I be like Mike Jones
I'm like Pimp C, I got a pocket full of stones
But it ain't work, homie it's my CDs
And I sold about 2 million in the streets
So why they hate me? Cause I pull up gently
With the 84's and vogues on the new Bentley
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
They say I ain't put on
I spun a half a million in the city baby
How much? A half a million in the city baby
97 Out in the box, know how much I spent
I swear to God when it's paper I ain't got no lint
When people needed money they hollered at me
I swear to God when they needed it they hollered at me
Club Ice Age, I put everybody on they feet
And this how y'all turn around and treat me
It's all good, I ain't trippin'
I see they out there hatin' on me
But I got the world waitin' on me
They waitin' on me, why are they hatin' on me?
I ask the Lord but I ain't trippin'
Get inside the booth and press record, I'm a G
And these streets said that
Ain't gotta answer to nobody
Especially the ones with no broccoli
I'm so far ahead they can't catch up
Why they wait 'til O's on to try to set me up?
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Tell me what have I done to you
What have I done to you to make you all hate on me?
What have I done to you?
What have I done to you to make y'all hate on me?
They see me shine in the limelight
They see me shinin' by myself and they say I ain't right
Why is it I had to grind on my own baby?
V12, yeah I'm rollin' on that chrome baby
I know he mad cause he lame and my name in your brain
I pull a wide frame, I'm about to take your dame
I pull up piece and chain, pinky ring and turn in lane
Why they hatin' on me mayne? No need to explain
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me
Why they gotta hate on me