Hate in Yo Eyes

Can you hear it bumpin' through the door?

It's a party jumpin' on the floor

And from the way it sound it ain't no doubt

That the west coast is in yo mouth

Yeah, yeah

It's all gravy, petty cash never phase me

So pour me a shot of 'gnac and purple haze me

I'm a hustla

Gettin' cash like crazy

Hard grindin' pays me work ethic is never lazy

Block hugger the hood raised me

And she won't be happy till she lays me

No, you never seem to amaze me

So the cheap shot you took at me never even grazed me

My name sparkin' like a street king

'Cause I mixed the Hoo-Bang thing with the Bling-Bling

A whole lot of haters out there it seem

But I flip 'em all off and keep doin' my thing

I'm a boss about it when I Inglewood swing

Rocked out from my ear down to my pinkie ring

Now ding, ding, let the bell ring

And if it's drama you want

Then it's drama I bring, sing

Meanwhile I be indeed

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

'Cause I'm living like a G you intrigued

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Never trippin' cause it ain't nothin' to me

But I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Ha, ha, ha, I can see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Yo, you local cats is just small potatoes

No names 'cause this is addressed to all the haters

From the wood there is none greater

Mack the headliner and y'all are spectators

Remember for life?

I put the wood in it

And looked out for you when your own hood didn't

And plus you forgot who was payin' your bills

Introduced you to the game and gave you a deal

For me good living y'all independently rhymin'

You got the hustle game backwards

Ya nickel and dimin'

Old hip hop classics? I make 'em and got 'em

And your group ain't been heard of past the bottoms

I can't go to my turf and mingle with my G's

I got one word to say about that one

What? Please

Chickenhawks, y'all ain't worth a feather in my wing

And all this hatin' just let me know I'm doin' my thing, sing

Meanwhile I be indeed

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

'Cause I'm living like a G you intrigued

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Never trippin' cause it ain't nothin' to me

But I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Ha, ha, ha, I can see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Who bang? Who ride?

All day, all night

Throw dubs up high

Westside for life

Who bang? Who ride?

All day, all night

Throw dubs up high

Westside for life

Now, tell me is it the deuce ones on the Bentley?

The low riders, the mansions, is that why you resent me?

Smile in my face and act so friendly

Walk away with hate and a heart full of envy

Say, bruh what part of the game is that?

You got ways like a dame and how lame is that?

Actin like a groupie around famous cats

And it's strange you don't have no shame in that

I got your card playboy but I ain't trippin'

You know me I just roll with the punches and keep it pimpin'

Get dough by bunches donatin' and tippin'

Let it ride on the Harley and six-four dippin'

Stay real about my skrill if you know what I mean

I'm like a leprechaun I want nothin' but green

Avoid the haters and for the party scene

Copped a rock from the DR to make the head dream, sing

Meanwhile I be indeed

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

'Cause I'm living like a G you intrigued

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Never trippin' cause it ain't nothin' to me

But I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Ha, ha, ha, I can see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Meanwhile I be indeed

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

'Cause I'm living like a G you intrigued

And I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Never trippin' cause it ain't nothin' to me

But I can still see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Ha, ha, ha, I can see the hate in yo eyes, hate in yo eyes

Mack 1 0, who banging for life?

And it don't quit

Take a picture trick

Yeah, take a picture trick, yeah

It might make ya rich

Westside riders, baby

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