Übersetzung: Doa. I Hate You.
up your block so you say chorus: i hate - you you hate -- me we hate -- each other in your car you get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit an'
i'll just try to get up and i'm sorry this wasn't easy when i asked you, believe me you never let go but i let go i could only sing you sad songs and
Man I miss you with a passion dog But I know where you at You know what I'm sayin, that you holding down And I know you got a place for me And I know you
hang-a....what you niggaz say you gon do me,do it man Underestimate in this war you gon lose it man Got a AR... 15 I mean D.O.A when I hit the scene nahmean
that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim they bangin in gangs you a'int a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got
to have a hit record Why does evrybody and their mama mc Why does new hot shit sound wack to me How am I a hater if I hate your cd How you more bout
makes me happy, when I am sad, You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live away... [Clay D:] YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET'S GO! (HEYY!!)
I think I'll die if I don't get no ends. I'm in a bucket with 'em ridin' it like it's a Benz. I hate to stip let my music bump, Drinkin' liquor, and I
thug faces Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain't even got
wrong, I'll put the good to your evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night I'll put the d**k to your
a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a ne-gro Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero Mo' nigga mo' nigga mo' niggaz I'd rather be dead than a po
the things we'd grow to be Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank Shooting craps in the alley
you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your
come fast I hate it when a n**** get to countin my cash Now I can give the kids a positive message like Farrakhan Or I can give 'em pistols and targets
I be high (I be high, I be high) And if you heard I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high (I be high, I be high) But I- twist that la, la, la
to avoid a vaginal disorder I'm a savage on your daughter She ain't in the college dorm Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her I'm a
if you heard I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high. (I be high... I be high...) But I... Twist that la-la-la-la. {Whoooo! } [Verse 2:] I get