The Game, Tyrese - Haterz lyrics
[The Game, Tyrese - Haterz lyrics]
These rap niggas hate and they
Smile in my face you rabbit niggas
Man the turtle ain't one to waste
And, the radio debate what the
Fuck they going to play
All the hot shit is my shit
They take what I say
Play scrabble with my words and put
It on the front page
They go find a picture of 50 and Game
Say it's East vs west New York and LA
Since I don't' button up
Now I'm beefin' with Jay
Apologize in seconds you niggas is reckless
You're not going to pay me to beef
With a legend my pride I'd protect it
The streets I respect it
I'm not trying to replace Pac so accеpt
After 5 million records the DrDrе
Lectures and 3 world tours
West Coast Resurrected
My form to the group of help was rejected
I felt abandoned so I threw away my necklace
I can hear niggas talking
Whispering in the dark they're
Like dogs with no bark
When I pull over and park then
Guns starts to spark and the
Bullets find the mark
Niggas outlined in the chalk and
I speak from the heart
When I say that I kill you
It's simple and plain
Don't say shit about Dre and
Don't mention The Game
This industry is fake and I can't
Understand how a grown ass man
Sent a bitch to the pen
How you snitched on stan he's a
Bitch like his man he'd of did you for a
Grand eminem called him stan
I'm going to say it again
If I had one more chance I
Would've break all of his ribs
With my bare fuckin' hands
I'm a gangsta with fire
You ain't, you a liar
You ain't got no pride
There's a snitch in the wire
Your fan base knows that
You're gangsta is dying
I won't stop until that wanksta retires
After 20 magazines and a couple of awards
I can close the first chapter put
My plaques on the wall
To the top of the billboard
Who ever knew that I would sell
More than Destiny Child and u2?
Or do a song with Busta
Go neck and neck with Usher?
Went gold in a week, I'm a bad mutherfucka
This Gangsta Disciple and vice lord shit
Brown pride, latin king
This is blood, this is crip
Hit the Impala Switch
I keep a clip for any nigga
That said I fuck his bitch
Or changed cause I'm rich
Saying Game used to strip
Niggas weren't saying shit until I
Came with a hit now you want to see me dead
Blood stains in his whip
Take a father from his son
Put my name in cement
After I'm gone they gonna sample my songs
You can bury my bones but my music lives on
Smile in my face you rabbit niggas
Man the turtle ain't one to waste
And, the radio debate what the
Fuck they going to play
All the hot shit is my shit
They take what I say
Play scrabble with my words and put
It on the front page
They go find a picture of 50 and Game
Say it's East vs west New York and LA
Since I don't' button up
Now I'm beefin' with Jay
Apologize in seconds you niggas is reckless
You're not going to pay me to beef
With a legend my pride I'd protect it
The streets I respect it
I'm not trying to replace Pac so accеpt
After 5 million records the DrDrе
Lectures and 3 world tours
West Coast Resurrected
My form to the group of help was rejected
I felt abandoned so I threw away my necklace
I can hear niggas talking
Whispering in the dark they're
Like dogs with no bark
When I pull over and park then
Guns starts to spark and the
Bullets find the mark
Niggas outlined in the chalk and
I speak from the heart
When I say that I kill you
It's simple and plain
Don't say shit about Dre and
Don't mention The Game
This industry is fake and I can't
Understand how a grown ass man
Sent a bitch to the pen
How you snitched on stan he's a
Bitch like his man he'd of did you for a
Grand eminem called him stan
I'm going to say it again
If I had one more chance I
Would've break all of his ribs
With my bare fuckin' hands
I'm a gangsta with fire
You ain't, you a liar
You ain't got no pride
There's a snitch in the wire
Your fan base knows that
You're gangsta is dying
I won't stop until that wanksta retires
After 20 magazines and a couple of awards
I can close the first chapter put
My plaques on the wall
To the top of the billboard
Who ever knew that I would sell
More than Destiny Child and u2?
Or do a song with Busta
Go neck and neck with Usher?
Went gold in a week, I'm a bad mutherfucka
This Gangsta Disciple and vice lord shit
Brown pride, latin king
This is blood, this is crip
Hit the Impala Switch
I keep a clip for any nigga
That said I fuck his bitch
Or changed cause I'm rich
Saying Game used to strip
Niggas weren't saying shit until I
Came with a hit now you want to see me dead
Blood stains in his whip
Take a father from his son
Put my name in cement
After I'm gone they gonna sample my songs
You can bury my bones but my music lives on