What Up, What's Haapnin'?

Hey, what's haapnin'?

All you haters should get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm serious, haters, so all I gotta say is

What up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters can get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm still here, I ain't stopping, hey

So what up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters should get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm serious, haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?

What it is, bruh? What it do, mane?

Still the man from Japan to the blue flames

Still hit the door and make it rain with the loose change

I bet that's what he get a show, now that's a damn shame

I guess that's what he hating for, boy, you so damn lame

Your clique the same, a dusty bunch of walking shit stains

Disgrace the A, you give the city such a bad name

You way back in my rearview mirror, I'm in the fast lane

Still, I hear you loud and clear on your lil' song

Go on, get your dissing on while the king gone

Your self esteem gone 'cause I'm back now

Let's see if we can't teach these **** how to act now

You kissing ass and you're jumping back now

I check your ass, then I shut your ass down

And I deliver, front and center, never back down

Who get the last laugh now, sucker ****?

What up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters can get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm still here, I ain't stopping, hey

So what up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters should get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm serious, haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?

Hey, I got front street swag and a side street hustle

Center Hill, Cedar Ave, that's where I be, sucker

South Grand Church Street, the first with the work

But we could get into commercial, if you need something, chirp me

Hey, what I care 'bout who you asking, saying they ain't heard of me

I'm certified certainly, them videos ain't hurting me

I still ride with the window rolled down

All around the A-Town like it's finna go down

If it was ever any questions, **** finna know now

Won't retire my throne or surrender no crown

I never bow down and never say die

To whom it may concern and whosoever may try

I'm forever westside and the featherweight dies

Tell 'em, take your best shot, go on, get yourself high

'Cause I yelled, Bankhead , and you felt left out

I ain't mention your name, that's what all this 'bout?

What up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters can get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm still here, I ain't stopping, hey

So what up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters should get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm serious, haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?

From Summerhill to the hills up in Hollywood

A houseful getting to it, you know how we do it

Yeah, we smoke great and we drink good

Then we ball hard just like Gs should

Buy what we want, drive what we want

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 don't like him either (I hate him, me neither)

We'll do a song together, maybe then we could beat him? (Yeah)

Somehow, he must be stopped, something 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 and we really won (Yeah, yeah)

Any more ideas? Suggestions anyone? (I got some)

How 'bout we stay up all night on the blog site? (I like that, yeah)

Spread vicious lies and nasty rumors we could all write

But that's alright, let the nerds hate (S'aight, go 'head)

'Cause in my face, though, they words getting ate

And hating's hard work when I just bounce back

This God work, tell all the haters, I'm back

What up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters can get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm still here, I ain't stopping, hey

So what up, what's haapnin'?

All you haters should get at me

'Cause I hear you and I'm watching

But I'm serious, haters, so all I gotta say is, what up?