Tonalité : A minor
Verse 1
C#m
Yeah, it's the world's most hated
Yuck
G#m
Mouth, nigga
A
This one for you hatin' ass niggas,
B
man, I done heard it all, man
C#m
You need to wash your fuckin' mouth out with soap,
man
Keep my name in your mouth, nigga
G#m
Like I said, man,
thanks for the promotion, nigga
A
B
You're goin' platinum this time
They sayin'
C#m
Yuck
Mouth this and
Yuck
Mouth that
Yuck
Mouth a bitch, he even got a chain snatch
G#m
The gang fucked him up when
C#m
G#m
they was on the same track
Spider beat his ass,
B
that nigga can't scrap
C#m
One hit wonder, that nigga can't rap
And he trick on the bitches,
that nigga can't mack
G#m
Got ran out of
C#m
G#m
Oakland, an d never came back
A
And I heard he was smokin',
B
he never slain crack
C#m
Ha ha, gotta laugh at that,
and blaze a grape sap
Next day I got my chain back,
so we praise that
G#m
This bitch chose up,
A
I pimped her on the same track
B
Niggas be dirty mackin' when
C#m
you fuck the same rats
And that game shit is old, it was way back
We squashed some beef since then,
I know you hate that
G#m
C#m
G#m
An ass numbskull, I used to sling gay sex
A
If you had bad dope,
B
I could bring the cane
C#m
Niggas hate,
cause they got nothing better to do
Niggas hate, cause I'm getting
more cheddar than you
G#m
Niggas hate,
cause I'm doing more better than you
A
And do you hate,
B
cause you got nothing better to do
C#m
Niggas hate, when they see me in that
Beamer on a 22
Niggas hate, when they watchin'
BET, see me on your tune
G#m
Niggas hate, when they see me mackin' hoes,
A
givin' pips in the blue
B
Get your weight up, nigga,
not your hater
C#m
That's my bro, that's
J
Prince house
In them
J
Prince cars, he just ripped them shits out
That
G#m
J
Prince,
B
G#m
Jury, incidentally them shit s out
A
I hate that nigga guts,
B
I'ma punch him in his mouth
C#m
He licked my bitch pussy,
it ate her butt out
And that's why they really
call that nigga
Yuck
Mouth
G#m
Rap a lot, just rap though, cause
that nigga be dissin'
A
And I heard his wife left him,
B
cause that nigga be trickin'
C#m
Ha ha, now listen to these faggot
niggas dissin'
Bitch suckin' my dick,
the same bitch you kissin'
G#m
Every night the punk rock missus,
she was pippin'
A
B
I had the house before the solo kill,
ya bullshittin'
C#m
Cheer, jury is mine, the cause is mine
No video in the hoes, all the bars is mine
G#m
Cheer, like
Allen
I, I'm a ball for mine
A
Rapper like I'm a back if
B
we cross the line
C#m
Niggas hate when they got
nothing better to do
Niggas hate cause I'm getting
more cheddar than you
G#m
Niggas hate cause I'm doing
more better than you
A
Do you hate cause you got
B
nothing better to do?
C#m
Niggas hate when they see me in
that beam on them tunes
Niggas hate when they watching
BET see me on your tunes
G#m
Niggas hate when they see
me macking hoes
A
Give the pips the blue, get your weight up,
B
nigga not your hater
C#m
And he ain't got the mouth,
he dissed all my homies
Said fuck the regime,
the niggas all phony
G#m
Gonzo left cause he
C#m
G#m
wasn't gettin' no money
A
And the loonies split up,
B
he don't be fuckin' with none of me
C#m
Keke don't like him,
Sho don't like him
Bodhi don't like him,
the whole bae don't like him
G#m
That nigga fell off, he don't get no airplay
A
B
He ain't from the bay, he really from
L .A.
C#m
These internet niggas always
got something to say
Make up some bullshit, then post it on
MySpace
G#m
I'm from
Nevada to
A
L .A., I migrate I was knee deep in the game,
B
all of my family
by way
C#m
And keep my niggas, it's
P .M. to the death
And
Sean
Moody always tell me I'm one of the best
G#m
And yet
Mooney's still together, ask
Jeff to theft
A
B
Gonzo never left, put the hate to rest
C#m
Niggas hate, cause they got nothing better
to do
Niggas hate,
cause I'm getting more cheddar
than you
G#m
Niggas hate,
cause I'm doing more better than
you
A
B
Do you hate, cause you got nothing better
to do?
C#m
Niggas hate, oh they see me in
that beamer on the pool
Big niggas hate when they watchin'
BET, see me on your tune
G#m
Niggas hate when they see me mackin' hoes,
A
givin' pips to the blues
B
Get your weight up, nigga,
C#m
not your hate up
There you have it, you hatin' ass faggots
Y 'all niggas always got
G#m
my name in your mouth, man
A
And I know why you niggas hate, man
B
C#m
Cause I'm exactly what you not, nigga
I got money?
You don't
I got bitches?
You don't
G#m
I got cars, home, jewelry
A
You obviously don't
B
C#m
That's right, you a hater, nigga
Step your weight up, not your hater
Fives in your shoes,
G#m
nigga I watch a nigga
A
And I step my fuckin' weight up, nigga
B
If you could get it, I could get it, nigga
C#m
I ain't gon' hate on nobody, nigga
And like I said before, nigga
G#m
Thanks for the motherfuckin' promotion,
man
And I ain't dissin' nobody no more,
A
man
B
Good night!
C#m
Ha -ha!
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