Текст (слова) песни: U.N.L.V. - Playa Hate`n

Chorus: {Tec-9}

Why is everybody player hate`n me
I guess it cuz, I``m ballin` in that U.P.T.
It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and
A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me
Why is everybody player hate`n me
I guess it cuz, I``m ballin` in that U.P.T.
It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and
A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me

Verse One: {Tec-9}

I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the puppy
Hittin` at`cha, spittin` at`cha nigga
You better not let me catch`cha
Now who slipped and left the fuckin` gate`s open
I`m on the outside waitin` scopin` out opportunity`s
To make a motherfuckin` million is this industry and
I know you recognize I`m threatin` to shut `em down
Strike `em down like lightin` it`s quite excitin`
To be the player that I be once again call me
The capital T-E-C pimpin` hoes tighter then a nigga
Rollin` Opitomes, so won`t ya holla if ya see me nigga
Don`t knock me, just watch me, as I rise to the top
Black Connection nigga, and I be slangin` all night
Sleepin` all day, can`t figure out how I turned out that way
I hang around slanger`s gang banger`s rapper`s and kidnapper`s
Now why is everybody playa hate`n me
Ski mask`s passin` me by so why should I try
If I`m not strapped with my automatic AK
Anyway, I`m a spray when I hit the corner

Chorus

Verse Two: {Tec-9}

Got four across the top, nigga all gold`s
Ya see, bitches come a fuckin` dime a dozen
They see me chillin` with the wife, and
Start the trouble, but on the double
I`ll bust a bubble, break a neck, chin check
To get respect, like that y`all
Yeah, I`m rollin` by kind of high in a
Candy Shaw, got connects with the mob
Bill`s payed up front, Black Connection`s
Givin` a party you got`s to bring yo own blunt
I wonder if I`m a last to the end of time
Or will my face end up on tee shirt`s
My family cryin` with all this playa hate`n goin`
On in this world today, who`s real who`s not
Nobody`s safe to say, I see some nigga`s
Who claim to be down, but ain`t really down
Cuz when you down, them motherfucker`s stop comin` around
So I`m a stick to the G-Code,
don`t change the nigga`s that you came up with
Them the real nigga`s,
the bigger nigga`s that you hang with and slang with
Try`na find a way to come up on a few key`s
Try`na find a way to come up on a few gee`s

Chorus: {Tec-9}

Why is everybody player hate`n me
I guess it cuz, I``m ballin` in that U.P.T.
It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and
A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me

Verse Three: {Tec-9}

Got a back yard full of nigga`s screamin`
Let me go, but I don`t think so
Because you know I`m the bounty hunter,
Bounty Hunter comin` to get`cha,
The shit that I be carryin` straight up split`cha
I propolize the situation keep on thuggin`
Tellin` me you think I`m all that, but I`m just hustlin`
Comin` up in the game, steady fillin` up my cocaine
I fuck with real nigga`s we live, you die
I often dream of straight makin` it
You got`s to be about them dollar`s ain`t no fakin` it
Break out the bacon soda, break out the cola
Whip it for a hour, bring it back like a boulder
It`s time for distribution, fuckin` confusion
Closin` my competition shop down
Yo look for me, or you get struck down
Ain`t no goin` down my attitude is straight rude
When I was lookin` out for us, you was lookin` out for you
My enemies are around me, and in my face
They got my crossed out and locked down in that place
But I`ll be back and down for an 187, it get`s the job done
Because I brought my Mock-11, fully automatic
Prepare to handle static, rat-a-tatta
Won`t y`all look at all these nigga`s scatter
Before I let the bullet`s go, I watch the nigga break
To his knee`s and cry just like a hoe
{Bitch ass nigga}

Chorus

{Tec-9 Talkin`}

Spit my rhymes all around and y`all sang my shit
Say Yella, them fool`s wasn`t ready for that huh
Yeah, cuz I`m ballin` in that U.P.T.
Ride out with that shit
It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and
A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me
Spit my rhymes all around and y`all sang my shit
Spit my rhymes all around and y`all sang my shit
Switch my rhymes all around and say that shit
Now why is everybody playa hate`n me
I guess it cuz I`m ballin` in that U.P.T.
It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and
A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me
Why`s everybody playa hate`n me

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: U.N.L.V. - Playa Hate`n Chorus: {Tec-9} Why is everybody player hate`n me I guess it cuz, I``m ballin` in that U.P.T. It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me Why is everybody player hate`n me I guess it cuz, I``m ballin` in that U.P.T. It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me Verse One: {Tec-9} I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the puppy Hittin` at`cha, spittin` at`cha nigga You better not let me catch`cha Now who slipped and left the fuckin` gate`s open I`m on the outside waitin` scopin` out opportunity`s To make a motherfuckin` million is this industry and I know you recognize I`m threatin` to shut `em down Strike `em down like lightin` it`s quite excitin` To be the player that I be once again call me The capital T-E-C pimpin` hoes tighter then a nigga Rollin` Opitomes, so won`t ya holla if ya see me nigga Don`t knock me, just watch me, as I rise to the top Black Connection nigga, and I be slangin` all night Sleepin` all day, can`t figure out how I turned out that way I hang around slanger`s gang banger`s rapper`s and kidnapper`s Now why is everybody playa hate`n me Ski mask`s passin` me by so why should I try If I`m not strapped with my automatic AK Anyway, I`m a spray when I hit the corner Chorus Verse Two: {Tec-9} Got four across the top, nigga all gold`s Ya see, bitches come a fuckin` dime a dozen They see me chillin` with the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the double I`ll bust a bubble, break a neck, chin check To get respect, like that y`all Yeah, I`m rollin` by kind of high in a Candy Shaw, got connects with the mob Bill`s payed up front, Black Connection`s Givin` a party you got`s to bring yo own blunt I wonder if I`m a last to the end of time Or will my face end up on tee shirt`s My family cryin` with all this playa hate`n goin` On in this world today, who`s real who`s not Nobody`s safe to say, I see some nigga`s Who claim to be down, but ain`t really down Cuz when you down, them motherfucker`s stop comin` around So I`m a stick to the G-Code, don`t change the nigga`s that you came up with Them the real nigga`s, the bigger nigga`s that you hang with and slang with Try`na find a way to come up on a few key`s Try`na find a way to come up on a few gee`s Chorus: {Tec-9} Why is everybody player hate`n me I guess it cuz, I``m ballin` in that U.P.T. It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me Verse Three: {Tec-9} Got a back yard full of nigga`s screamin` Let me go, but I don`t think so Because you know I`m the bounty hunter, Bounty Hunter comin` to get`cha, The shit that I be carryin` straight up split`cha I propolize the situation keep on thuggin` Tellin` me you think I`m all that, but I`m just hustlin` Comin` up in the game, steady fillin` up my cocaine I fuck with real nigga`s we live, you die I often dream of straight makin` it You got`s to be about them dollar`s ain`t no fakin` it Break out the bacon soda, break out the cola Whip it for a hour, bring it back like a boulder It`s time for distribution, fuckin` confusion Closin` my competition shop down Yo look for me, or you get struck down Ain`t no goin` down my attitude is straight rude When I was lookin` out for us, you was lookin` out for you My enemies are around me, and in my face They got my crossed out and locked down in that place But I`ll be back and down for an 187, it get`s the job done Because I brought my Mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, rat-a-tatta Won`t y`all look at all these nigga`s scatter Before I let the bullet`s go, I watch the nigga break To his knee`s and cry just like a hoe {Bitch ass nigga} Chorus {Tec-9 Talkin`} Spit my rhymes all around and y`all sang my shit Say Yella, them fool`s wasn`t ready for that huh Yeah, cuz I`m ballin` in that U.P.T. Ride out with that shit It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y`all sang my shit Spit my rhymes all around and y`all sang my shit Switch my rhymes all around and say that shit Now why is everybody playa hate`n me I guess it cuz I`m ballin` in that U.P.T. It`s the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga`s wanna be like me Why`s everybody playa hate`n me Нравится песня? 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