Paroles de la chanson Why They Hate (Ft. J. Gucci) par Luh Soldier

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Paroles de la chanson Why They Hate (Ft. J. Gucci) par Luh Soldier

[Luh Soldier]
I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up
And they mad that I got it, but shit, I can't help it
Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow
And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish
Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand
I was chosen for this and I came with a plan
In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "Fuck you"
You in for the money, let's run up the bands
Niggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you
'Cause bitch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion
It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding
He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him

That's why they hate, bitch, I came from a penny
I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime
That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, bitch
I ran up this shit in a matter of time, for real

[Luh Soldier]
I want a Wraith with the stars in the ceiling
Until I'm like fuck it, let's trap out a Nissan
I want a bitch thicker than thick
And she gotta be gangster, she can't be a peon
Damn, how the fuck could that happen?
I bust that bitch down like I just bought a Patek
I want me a spot in the mountain
I came from the bottom and slept on the padding
Bitch, I came straight out the 'Ham
Ain't no love in my city, we still in the 'jects
I want me a motherfuckin' Bentley

So I can pull up while I'm countin' a check, yeah
Bitch, I been doin' this shit
Bitch, I been in the trap movin' shit out the door
I want me a motherfuckin' plane
'cause I'm floodin' the city with nothin' but dope
Ridin', ridin' with choppers and pistols
I don't give a fuck, yeah, I'm with it, no cap
I want me an F to the end
But I got an SK and that bitch got a clap
Why hate on the motherfuckin' youngin?
These niggas ain't gettin' no money
I know that they hate but I spotted the fake
When I shoot, I'ma take off and punk you, yeah

[Luh Soldier]
I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up

And they mad that I got it, but shit, I can't help it
Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow
And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish
Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand
I was chosen for this and I came with a plan
In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "Fuck you"
You in for the money, let's run up the bands
Niggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you
'Cause bitch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion
It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding
He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him
That's why they hate, bitch, I came from a penny
I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime
That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, bitch

I ran up this shit in a matter of time, for real

[J. Gucci]
23, Jumpman, I'm ballin' on niggas, I'm jumpin' all over they head
Fuck the opposition, we want the smoke, we leavin' they ass for dead
You say you want beef but you scared
You say how you livin', you ain't gotta play it
Askin' me who got the courage
I keep a thirty on me like I'm Curry
Pull up on me, nigga? Who?
Fuck it, this stick in the booth, yeah
Shoot at them niggas and you, yeah
Bullets burn, that's the truth, yeah
I'm on the road, I need a load
Shoot in my back, man, call 'em scoliosis
Don't know what they on, get a nigga gone

Slime hand me the chopper, on the back it fold
Most of these niggas ain't cool with these niggas
Say you get money, ain't new to me, nigga
Teachin' these niggas, I'm schoolin' these niggas
I cropped him out, now the picture gettin' bigger
Most of these niggas just wasn't official
Know they was leechin' on me like some bitches
Run up a check, now I'm seein' them digits
Ain't playin' fair, I'ma catch it, you send it

[Luh Soldier]
I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up
And they mad that I got it, but shit, I can't help it
Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow
And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish
Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand
I was chosen for this and I came with a plan

In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "Fuck you"
You in for the money, let's run up the bands
Niggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you
'Cause bitch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion
It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding
He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him
That's why they hate, bitch, I came from a penny
I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime
That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, bitch
I ran up this shit in a matter of time, for real

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