Haters – English Lyrics

• By: Tony Yayo, 50 Cent, Shawty Lo, Kidd Kidd

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

Fuck state greens, I'm tryna cake bitch

Quarter key, I'm ballin' a key Blake Griff

Jet ski, black sand, bad bitch

My passport need pages for the next trip

Fall asleep we got the cars that your ass dream of

Kush loud pack, bet your bitch blow some steam off

I keep the Ruger under the rug 'cause these

Hoes hear the rumors and they love me, love me

Fast cars, loose women, the high life

We bust bottles, smoke weed all night

Hermes cost as much as the gator's sole

All we do is stunt and blow the paper, the paper

The balling make a hater wanna hate us, the haters

Can't take it when they see the money makers, we make a

Whole lotta money, whole lotta money

Shawty Lo, I hear ya hating us

All that small talk I love laying up

Yeah they know, me and Yayo

In the NY, hitting Yayo

Bitch better have my money

Wanna gain up now it's steady as a diamond

Got the bitch naked like New Jack City

Kind of remind me of Monday in Magic City

Bitch I'm Shawty, Born Home Shawty

Westside Zone 1 Bankhead Shawty

Bitch I'm with it, bought a whole ticket

And I got the whole G-Unit with me, 50

All we do is stunt and blow the paper, the paper

The balling make a hater wanna hate us, the haters

Can't take it when they see the money makers, we make a

Whole lotta money, whole lotta money

Peek-a-boo, yeah I see you homie

You even my swag out, you peepin' toned

So bitch, flip-flops, no sneakers on, I ain't talking B-Wade

When I say the heat is on

Nine wall, nine millimeter ball

Make a murder scene like I'm Mr. Meanie Charge

Kidd Kidd, ain't your face on every wanted poster?

You the realest, would you please autograph my poster?

That's the ride of game, got everybody saying

Them boys do their thing, oh I thought you know

Got them things that go blow, oh hit them low

Lift them from the toe, off the floor

Left them so, watch them show, huh

All we do is stunt and blow the paper, the paper

The balling make a hater wanna hate us, the haters

Can't take it when they see the money makers, we make a

Whole lotta money, whole lotta money

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

Nigga, all my haters

All my haters