n*ggaz Hate lyrics

by

Trae tha Truth


[Verse 1: Locksmith]
I remember the slender sliver of opportunity
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[?]
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[?] I was told I was useless, see
[?] slaves, and increseing [?]
n*ggas that scream hate [?]
They be the same reason why fathers be leaving homes
Cause n*ggas be killing n*ggas over land they don't even own
So picture what life would be like [?] be right
[?] I write
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[?]
[?] my site
n*ggas is poor sports, come to kill they homie
[?]
See the cops, and they be running like [?]
[?] I guess it's all selfish

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
n*ggas hate the fact you woke up and didn't die in your sleep
They spend another day in defeat
n*ggas hate for no reason
They ain't talking sh*t out, they be squeezin
Pop pop, now that's the [?]
Grimy n*ggas be skeaming
They be hungry for beef, but [?]
n*ggas hate the way of the world
That's how it go round, hate that you going up, it's how it go down
Look around, money and pus*y, pus*y and money
The more you get it, the more they be acting so funny
Watching homies and feds
Eyeballing, put [?] on Insta
Land your ass in prison, [?]
Caught the contraband in the backdrop, took a selfy of himself up in the trap house
Stupid, real n*ggas hate that
[?] cleaning up just like [?]
Better be caushis, stacking gree up like St. Pat
Crazy, straight jack
n*ggas hate that, so I go on a Slay track
It's Rock motherf*cker, and I stay that
[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]
pus*y n*ggas conversation ain't nothing but talking
I should've sent them away, have them serving in Comptin
Sound of [?]
[?]
[?] cieling with their [?]
[?] my n*ggas don't give a f*ck, I [?] on my mama
I run inside [?] different directions
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You clame to keep it gangsta, but you f*ck n*ggas [?]
f*ck you and that dry sh*t you got, cause we on fly sh*t
[?] you ain't get off your ass and try sh*t
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