Niggas Be Hating Me Lyrics - Singles - Lil' Keke

Yeah 

I'm lyrically inclined to be a poetic threat 

A million dollar crook from a Southside set 

As I proceed to break out, I'm fierously demonstratin' 

On some fly pressure, on the marks, forever hatin' 

Relax your mind, as I restarce the prey 

Ascroociate pain, givin' left for game 

Cause boys be hatin' me, and makin' my pressure rise 

Niggas get bigger, but my glock same the same size 

I cock it and ride, fire sweet and hit the gas 

Cause as the swain glass, able to mash class 

Your ass is grass, if you in that black mass 

Future present past, another'll beat his ass 

I'ma mash, fast, with the heart of a hustler 

Quick to break up a busta, so what's up motherfuckers 

I ain't makin' no bargains, no deals or no plea 

Stayin' strapped at all times, cause niggas be hatin' me 

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Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking prize 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize, cause ah 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking prize 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize 

On the Southside, we be hittin' licks 

Nine sold, have a thang, 27 the bricks 

Tricks be hatin', feds got my phone tapped 

Loaded glock on my lap, jealous niggas got me strapped 

I black on blaze, swang freeze to floss those 

Coast-to-coast shows, pimps playas and pros 

A 9 I pack, dedicated to stack 

Smokin' weed sippin' serve movin' ounces of crack 

The shit gone hit the Fed and the strip gon' flip 

The answer when you trip is a flime in a clip 

I tip a hater, just like he's a waiter 

A polished in mastermind, and a dope rhyme creator 

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Heart-breaker, a baller legendary show-stopper 

Southside representin', pops up on the chopper 

Open your eyes you face to face with a g 

Give the game for free, cause niggas be hatin' me 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking prize 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize, cause ah 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking prize 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize 

Now we be ballin', and yo we puttin' in work 

The L-i-l K-e and this nigga named D 

Back up ain't no mistakin', it's money we makin' 

Put all drama on hold until the record make dough 

So far so good, ain't no complaints in Herschelwood 

Same things in my hood, it's understood 

When the sun come up, it's dollar bills y'all 

And when them punks run up, it's time to kill y'all 

Somebody said to me "Whatever you do just keep it tru 

Make your cash and dash cause see these haters are after you" 

Flashin' gold cash in them hoes face 

Nobody fuck with me, I wanna paperchase 

Poetic since '84 I used to rhyme and rainbow 

Noticin' how the game go, I puts it down so 

You got beef then bring your beef hardrugged 

From the streets of hard knocks, the way you g's love it 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking prize 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize, cause ah 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking prize 

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure rise 

Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize