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Don't Hate On Me Lyrics - Singles - Jermaine Dupri

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Motherfucker, go get you some 

Get off my dick, bitch, get out my mix and tell me where the real niggas at 

Put your blunts in the air, y'all nigga get fried to this 

To the ??? to mother, tell me who the thuggest in this motherfucker 

What you niggas really wanna do? Big ballers flossin' 

Niggas wanna beat so they got to be talkin' 

Oh let me give them what they say and run 'em in they face 

What they say? "Oh nothin'" 

Buster, hit'em in they shit anyway (hey) 

That's how we play, stil thuggin' ain't a thing change 

Still the same name, love the face 

Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say 

You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted 

Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit' 

Protected by the niner, when you careful 

The nigga the trigger finger itchy fixin' to make you duck the whloe flock 

Make a nigga close shop, sho nuff 

Showstopper, fuckin' 'em up with diesel 

What's pumpin' the shotgun? 

Real neccesary cause all we want is a little respect 

That's all we want but nigga, you don't feel me 

Krazyie crazy, maybe insane hangin' with JD 

Little rip done slip the clip into the gat, rat-tat-tat 

Just like that 

 

I ain't fixin' to be the bitch to procastinatin' 

Niggas wanna be shippin' me half a cake 

Go through whatever drastic measures I hafta take 

Make a motherfucker masterbate, the hotter I get the more hate 

Some of you hoes is overrated with flows 

The salvate'll take'em to the rehab and get'em re-instated 

My lyrical content send other bitches to convents 

Pray for me to be deleted but that's nonsense 

Been the bomb since '74 Aries 

I can see how ya nigga be lookin' at me 

He want to get in between the sheets 

Leave the wallet and the keys for me 

I ain't persuaded easily but if he spend the cheese for me 

Nigga, we can fuck free frequently 

You study me, but another me could never be sold 

Broke the most 6-0-6-4-4 

When niggas'll haul off and hit ya with the sawed off 

Seen plenty motherfuckers fall off with they jaws off 

When I'm finished droppin' 'em al off on the west side of Chi, I'm ridin' high 

Thinkin' of way to make it through the major of the paper chase 

Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger when it's time to die 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

See everywhere I go, I feel like niggas be tryin' to get me stuffed 

I'm flyin' on out of what? Iced up and all the hoes wanna fuck 

Knockin' bitches and that nigga got cake stacked up, packed up 

Everything I touch, gold and platinum, what? 

Niggas can't fuck with us 

Like Busta Bust, we dangerous 

And you know that if I peel I got mo' 

Y'all peel, it's gone, that's why the ice grill on 

When the wheel on by y'all niggas in the corner 

Back and forth, like "fuck that little guy" 

Don't worry bout me, you need to worry bout yo' goddamn self 

How you shit on shelf and how you sit around 

Wishin' that a nigga would sign to So So Def 

I'm a A-T-L-A-N-T-Alien 

Never been known to play with 

Can't none of y'all see me, so y'all niggas don't really need to say shit 

With all your paper-hatin', paper-hatin' and your bad looks 

What y'all need to do is shut up 

And take heed to what my nigga sayin' in the hook 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

 

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

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