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Plies - Got 'em Hatin lyrics
It's a Nitti beat, hey, hey Plies, wassup?
 They said you got it on lock down there, my nigga, hey
 They said you gettin' 'bout 20 stacks a mothafuckin' show, right?
 This yo first album
 (Wow)
 You fuckin' wit' yo boy Nitti, right?
 (That's right)
 'Cuz we're live again, from Ghettoville, U. S. A that is
 Yo Plies, you ready?
 Seven days a week, a full time balla
 A thug and a goon, whatever you wanna call it
 You hatin' for nothin' 'cuz i'ma get mine irregardless
 Tryina catch lil momma, I already done caught her
 Want the 26's, huh, I already done bought 'em
 You can't do what I do and that's part of the problem
 I got the haters goin' crazy, I ain't tryina stop 'em
 You want the streets, hot dog, I already done locked 'em
 You love blue diamonds, I already done copped 'em
 You always talk about K's but ain't never shot 'em
 I'm certified and real, lil homie, you a floater
 You a full blown hater, that's what I call 'em
 I'm in a Donk on 6's, ayy
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Fucked the broad that he wanted
 (Now I got him hatin')
 Ain't been right lately
 (Got 'em hatin')
 My jewelery game amazin'
 (Now I got him hatin')
 I'm in a Donk on 6's, ayy
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Fucked the broad that he wanted
 (Now I got him hatin')
 His pape ain't been right lately
 (Got 'em hatin')
 You ain't doin somethin right if you ain't
 (Got 'em hatin')
 I'm the man in my city, you just live here
 You just got in the streets, I've been out there
 You still dreamin' about it, I did it in a year
 You a pussy so I know you hate me off the rip
 You can't move how I move, you ain't got chips
 I can blow it and don't miss it, I got grip
 I can merc you when I wanna 'cuz I got clips
 30 round extended .380 on the hip
 Heard you was cryin' when you was locked up, you a trip
 I know the goons that robbed you, you ain't done shit
 You the one that told, you the one sunk the ship
 Now you walkin' round like you had closed lipsPlies - Got 'em Hatin - http://motolyrics.com/plies/got-em-hatin-lyrics.html
 In the back of yo mind you wish Plies wasn't real
 Ain't never been a hater, I don't know how it feels
 If you know like I know, lil homie, better chill
 Or you gon' have them bushes movin' in frontcha crib
 I'm in a Donk on 6's, ayy
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Fucked the broad that he wanted
 (Now I got him hatin')
 Ain't been right lately
 (Got 'em hatin')
 My jewelery game amazin'
 (Now I got him hatin')
 I'm in a Donk on 6's, ayy
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Fucked the broad that he wanted
 (Now I got him hatin')
 His pape ain't been right lately
 (Got 'em hatin')
 You ain't doin somethin right if you ain't
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Some wanna see me broke, some wanna see me in the feds
 The haters hate you when you livin', love you when you're dead
 He just a mad rapper, he ain't blew yet
 The streets don't feel him, I ain't have to go through that
 I'm on fire in the streets, just got my feet wet
 And you don't think I'ma sell a mill, just take the bet
 I'm just one of few who ain't went commercial yet
 I want you to see me when I got the top back
 You got no choice to talk about me, look how I act
 And why Plies so wild if he got stife
 He got a 100 goons around him when he rock his ice
 If you ain't thuggin' you won't understand the thug life
 I'm in a Donk on 6's, ayy
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Fucked the broad that he wanted
 (Now I got him hatin')
 Ain't been right lately
 (Got 'em hatin')
 My jewelery game amazin'
 (Now I got him hatin')
 I'm in a Donk on 6's, ayy
 (Got 'em hatin')
 Fucked the broad that he wanted
 (Now I got him hatin')
 His pape ain't been right lately
 (Got 'em hatin')
 You ain't doin somethin right if you ain't
 (Got 'em hatin')









