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Ay, what's happenin'
All you haters should get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious
Haters, so all I gotta say is
What up? What's happenin'?
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin'
So what up? What's happenin'?
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious
Haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?
What it is bruh? (Bruh)
What it do mane? (Mane)
Still the man from Japan to the blue flame
Still hit the door make it rain with the loose change
I bet that what he get a show, now that's a damn shame
I guess that what he hatin' for boy you so damn lame (Sucka nigga)
Ya click tha same, just a bunch of walkin' shit stains
Disgrace the A, you give the city such a bad name
You way back in my rear-view mirror, I'm in the fast lane
Still I hear ya loud and clear on ya lil' song
Go on get your dissing on while the king gone
Your self esteem gone (Why?) 'cause I'm back now
Let's see if we can't teach these niggas how to act now
You're kissin' ass then, jumpin' bad now
I check ya ass then, I shut ya ass down
And I deliver front and center, never back down
Who get the last laugh now sucka nigga
What up? What's happenin'? (What's happenin' baby?)
All you haters can get at me (Holla at me)
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin' (I see you)
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' (Hey)
So what up? What's happenin'?
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious
Haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?
I got a front street swag and a side street hustle
Center Hill, Cedar Ave. that's where I be sucka
South Grand Church Street, the first with that work
But we can get it to commercial, if you need some, chirp me
Hey, what I care 'bout who askin', sayin' they ain't heard of me
I'm certified, certainly, them videos ain't hurtin me
I still ride with the window rolled down
All around the A town like it's finna go down
If there was ever any questions niggas finna know now
Won't retire my throne, nor surrender no crown
I never bow down (Never)
And never say die (Never)
This to, whom it may concern and who so ever may try
I'm forever Westside
And the feather-weight guys
Tell them take they best shot
Go on get yourself hot
'Cause I yell Bankhead and you felt left out
I ain't mention yo name
That's what all this bout?
What up? What's happenin'? (What's happenin' baby?)
All you haters can get at me (Holla at me)
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin' (I see you)
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' (Hey)
So what up? What's happenin'?
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious
Haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?
From Summer Hill to the hills up in Hollywood
A house full, gettin' to it, you know how we do it (Yeah)
Yeah, we smoke great (Great)
And we drink good (Good)
Then we ball hard, just like G's should
Buy what we want (Want)
Drive what we want (Whatever)
G4 up, up, and away, we go, we fly where we want
Haters smile like they like it when they really don't
Wish they could just wish me away
That's what they really want
I really hate his ass (I hate him)
I don't like him either (Me neither)
We'll do a song together, maybe then we can beat him (Yeah)
Somehow he must be stopped (Stopped)
Somethin' must be done (Must be done)
If we can't knock him off
Let's just try him when he get caught with guns
Then he'll be really done (Yeah)
And we really won (Yeah)
Any more ideas? (I got some)
Suggestions anyone?
How 'bout we stay up all night (I like that)
On the blog sites
Spread vicious lies and nasty rumors, we could all write
But that's alright
Let the nerds hate
'Cause in my face though, them words gettin' ate
And hatin's hard work, when I just bounce back
This God work, tell all the haters I'm back
What up? What's happenin'? (What's happenin' baby?)
All you haters can get at me (Holla at me)
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin' (I see you)
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' (Hey)
So what up? What's happenin'? (What's happenin', baby?)
All you haters can get at me (Holla at me)
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin' (Hey)
But I'm serious (It's the King)
Haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?