Let Em Hate
Young Buck
[Young Buck:]
Aiyo Kay Slay
Aiyo whats up ***a
I see you ***a
Ha Young Buck
Aiyo I got my weight up
And I ain't been in the jail neither ***a
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Every hood get ready I've been in the kitchen I'm back
My cook game wicked I flip it and count stacks
My hands still in it so my finger nails dirty
I can't switch teams like Vince Chesterverte
Rappers be keepin' my name in they mouth
I say something back and I might lose count
Hold up 400, 500 thousand damn that's what I'm talkin' about
I goin' on
To all my enemies so long
Ya ain't killed me yet might as well go home
I'm a boss I could've been got it done it don't cost
Just love to shoot where I'm from so knock it off
You ****s soft
I'm overseas with 50 we playin' golf
You see the streets already know I bust my heat
And if the police know about it this ain't beef
[Chorus: Young Buck]
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
F**k them hos
What? This the way I roll
Just a gangsta, hustler this all I know
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
F**k them hos
They just mad they broke
I get money you ****s used to have the dough
[Verse 2: Young Buck]
I see the craziest s**t on tv
So I ain't got to adjust to nothing ya'll see me
Life is hard homie but dying is easy
We give to the rich but we take from the needy
Damn
That's why we break down grams
No ho training we don't say yes mam
Keep on hatin' you don't know who I am
The chopper go blah and the glock go blam
I ain't got no fam
But no friends
Some ****s ain't got no Lamb or no Benz
Some ****s ain't got them rims that just spin
Some ****s ain't got no ends
My brother in the pen
But when he comin' out I might be goin' in
You see the streets already know I bust my heat
And if the police know about it this ain't beef
[Chorus: Young Buck]
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
F**k them hos
What? This the way I roll
Just a gangsta, hustler this all I know
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
Let 'em hate
F**k them hos
They just mad they broke
I get money you ****s used to have the dough
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