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MIKE JONES lyrics - The Voice

Hate On Me

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[INTRO] Icey Why they got to hate on me? (I don't know, I guess they love my swag, love my swag, love my swag) ha ha who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! (? You a fool with this one) I got a question: (why they got to hate on me?) I wonder why (why they got to hate on me) ay, ay (why they got to hate on me) I wonder why (why they got to hate on me) ?? [VERSE 1] I swear to god I came from nothing to something I ain't get no handouts I got mine from hustling Hustlin from nothing to something I had to get it no time to play with it, my money I was committed And when I got my paper, my paper, I split it When everybody ?? was down with it But all of a sudden everybody start hatin (why they hatin) I don't know, why everybody hatin' They see me on them 22s givin boys the blues When they see me shinin they don't have a clue They be like who is that? I be like Mike Jones! I'm like Pimp C - I got a (Pocket Full of Stones) But it ain't work, homie it's my CD's And I sold about 2 million in the streets So why they hatin me? Cuz I pull up Jet Li With the eighty fos and fos on that new Bentley So I ask: [CHORUS (Tanya Herron)] Why they got to hate on me? Why they got to hate on me (I wonder why) why they got to hate on me? (I wonder why I wonder why) Why they got to hate on me? Why they got to hate on me? Why they got to hate on me? [VERSE 2] I spent a half million in the city baby (how much) A half billion in the city baby '97 ? boxster know how much I spent I swear to god when it come to paper I ain't got no mint When people needed money they'd holla at me I swear to god when they needed it they holla'd at me Club ice age I put everyone on they feet Then they turn around and ? damn I see yall out there hatin on me But I got the world waitin on me They waitin on me why are they haiting on me I ask the lawd but I ain't trippin get inside the booth and press record I'm a g and these streets said that I ain't got to answer to nobody Especially the ones with no ? so far ahead that they can't catch up Why they wastin os on me tryin to set me up? [CHORUS Repeats] [VERSE 3] Tell me, what have I done to you? What have I done to you To make you all hate on me ay ay What have I done to you what have I done to you To make yall hate on me They see me shinin in the limelight They see me shinin by myself and they say that I ain't right Why is it that I had to grind on my own baby V12 yeah I'm rollin on that chrome baby I know he mad cuz he lyin ? my name in your brain I pull a wide frame I'm about to take your dame I pull a piece of chain pinky ring to the turning lane why they hate on me mane no need to explain [CHORUS Repeats] Mike Jones Mike Jones Mike Jones Ice Age Entertainment

Hate U 2

CANIBUS "C True Hollywood Stories"
[Canibus] Yo why you got so much hatred? Why you don't want me to make it? What are you afraid of? You treat me like I'm not a member of the rap game club Yo I sold a million records too, I don't get the same love It's strange because the majors already drained my pockets, and now they wanna drain my blood Do you have any idea of what I did to get here? Do you?! You can smell the hatred in the atmosphere This record is livin proof that I've made it And your listenin to it now, and it's on an independent label You like Canibus? Yeah right, if you say so Talk to Louie Lombard, hey'll put you on the payroll When you see me on the street now, I probably really glow Nothin like some of these wack rappers that are really broke I can laugh at a meaningless joke, but I got a daughter to feed Don't hate me cuz I'm competin bro I'm doin it all by myself And as long as I'm on the shelf, I'm always have wealth This is what motivated microphone FIENDS do And it's ok if you hate me cuz I hate you too [Hook] Is the reason why you keep callin my name out of the blue, If it's because you hate me, then I hate you too We heard it through the Grapevine and now we know it's true Just tell me that you hate me, I'll say I hate you too Ah-ha, ah-ha! We found out you was hatin on us! Ah-ha, ah-ha! We found out you was hatin on us! [Repeat 1st part of Hook] [Pakman] I hate your style, when I see you I wanna earl I should do somethin real foul, like get at your girl Make your heart throb, take a hooptie and smash your parked car Run up in your favorite night club, get you barred (Fuck outta here!!) Why you like to hate stars? Why you talkin in riddles? Me losin is the only way to get you to giggle You pitiful motherfucker, you gon' stay in the gutter I can see you at 33 and still be livin with your mother I'm sick of you clowns runnin around, hatin on Rippers You see me in the street, act like your mouth got a zipper Aiyyo don't say a word faggot cuz it's already proven Keep it movin, you ain't FUCKIN up this new shit I'm doin I'm tryin to keep a space between me and you, like gapped teeth To avoid catchin cases for lettin the gat speak I ain't never got a problem to meet on a backstreet In a black hoodie, new mac-milli, now act silly You can hate me forever, I'ma always be makin moves Don't be mad cuz I'm a leader, a Ripper that breaks rules It's a shame what hate's makin individuals do Don't forget the bottom line is that I hate you too [Hook] Is the reason why you keep callin my name out of the blue, If it's because you hate me, then I hate you too We heard it through the Grapevine and now we know it's true Just tell me that you hate me, I'll say I hate you too Ah-ha, ah-ha! We found out you was hatin on us! Ah-ha, ah-ha! We found out you was hatin on us! [Repeat 1st part of Hook]

Racist

ABK (ANYBODY KILLA) "Mudface"
Who gon grant you to be RACIST Who gon grant you to be RACIST Who gon grant you to be RACIST That's not my style Get the fucc outta here [Repeat] People hate me because my skin Or the ways that I look at them Or is it becaus emy braids Sometimes swing all in they face Could it be pay nuthin Hang on the blocc cuz I don't give a fucc Or is ti because my flow Make a real muh fucca wanna lose control People hate me because they racist Actin like they neva seen a native goin places Muddy face and all Creepin up to attack and take out the frauds If you are here I suggest you bounce Unless you wanna see a tommy hawk split your mouth In other words Put that racist in his place Do what you gotta No matta what it takes [Chorus] Get stopped by the cops Cuz I represent Like it's my fault Your thoughts don't mean shit So they pull the race card, gang-related Group in this in a hoopty faded Who do they think they are Hatin on me cuz I'm raisin the cause My life, my mind, my choices Fucc what they think I ignore hatin voices Try to tell us how to dress And how to act And how to live Fucc that Well they can keep they balls You put your hands up What what! ? You with the sticcer int he window It's a fuccin sticcer What are you doin with that in your window It's a fuccin sticker Put your hand up and get down on the ground THIS IS SOME BULL SHIT [Chorus] Don't you know I'm on top Wanted dead or alive by the world Cuz I'm bringing somethin hot I'm a killa that you can't stop Never once will you see tied down on the tracks in a knot I get chased cuz I hate Now I'm ready to fight If anybody wanna make it Bring the move right on And if your fuccin luccy At your funeral they will play this song He lived life for love and good Now he's dead and gone It's his tim eor this world hatin Doin others wrong How come people build up courage To hate on someone else That's why I keep it underground Stay away from all the stress [Chorus]

Hate The Playa

Immature/Imx "Imx"
Stormy Day, Platinum Status 2001, uh Gon' make you dance, come on Gon' make you dance, come on Gon' make you dance, come on I ain't lookin' at your girlfriend But she's peepin' me She saw me good lovin' I broke her I-C-E was on my neck You started to suspect Your girl was thinking damn Who could I be The situation's clear to me {I know} That your baby girl is feelin' me {For sure} And you wanna pick a bone with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and leave me be Now you wanna put the blame on me {I see} But it's you that got to deal with this {Now what} Instead of tryin' to pick a fight with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and leave me be Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me And for your information I don't even know her name (Know her name, her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game Why you frontin' for your man Girl, I don't understand You asking all these questions That's in you Call yourself hurting me, me I was only passing That's when he saw you Kissin' on me The situation's clear to me {I know} That your baby girl is feelin' me {For sure} And you wanna pick a bone with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and leave me be Now you try to put the blame on me {I see} But it's you that got to deal with this {Now what} Instead of tryin' to pick a fight with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and let me be Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Got her eyes on me) And for your information I don't even know her name (Even know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game (Hate the game) Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Yeah...yeah...) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Got her eyes) And for your information (For your information) I don't even know her name (Know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game Duh duh Duh duh Ooh... Yeah, yeah, yeah Why you keep hatin' on me If everything you see That your girl could be, yeah Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Got her eyes on me, yeah) And for your information I don't even know her name (I don't even know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah... Yeah Playa (Playa) Oh...oh...oh... Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Doin' somethin' wrong) And for your information I don't even know her name (For your information I don't know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game ¡¡

Hatin' On Me

JEREMIH "Jeremih"
[Chorus:] Hi to the haterz I'll see you later Please don't step on the gatorz Do me a favor Just keep hatin on me... on me Ok now, 5 4 3 3 2 1 We we got plenty... ya'll ya'll got none You say you say u lookin for somebody hotter than the sun You prolly prolly like ne-yo but shawty I'm the one I, I o u nawl u o me Ya'll pop champagne... let's pop 3 Tryna get my bills up like John Seed So girl you kno I I'm not free [Bridge:] No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down Talkin that shit while I bring that heat and now I hold the crown Even with all this weight on me could'ntbring me down Go ahead and keep hatin on me So I can wave [Chorus] 5 4 3 3 2 1 We we takin over FE FI FO FUM Yo kno I kno I got your speakers bangin bangin out your trunk This drank that I've been drankin got me feelin kinda shhh I'm tipsy... Ya'll miss me And they hatin cause I've been around the world like disney Really... straight from the And Can't nobody stop me now now now now [Bridge] [Chorus] Yo that be your girl that's jockin me Yo the bass in the drum that's knockin me Anywhere u go they watchin me Cause I'm fly as a birthday flockin me U hot no property And I got monopoly And I can stack it up While she can back it up And nobody in the streets is stoppin me U see the shoes and the whip With the chrome on the lip They Hate Or maybe it's the glare from lice on kit or the ice on my wrist They stare Shit, listen, I ain't get the manager but I don't see why they hate Can u see why they HATE I ain't gonna lie, they make u wanna run and tell somebody [Bridge] [Chorus]

Hate The Playa

IMX "IMx"
Stormy Day, Platinum Status 2001, uh Gon' make you dance, come on Gon' make you dance, come on Gon' make you dance, come on I ain't lookin' at your girlfriend But she's peepin' me She saw me good lovin' I broke her I-C-E was on my neck You started to suspect Your girl was thinking damn Who could I be The situation's clear to me {I know} That your baby girl is feelin' me {For sure} And you wanna pick a bone with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and leave me be Now you wanna put the blame on me {I see} But it's you that got to deal with this {Now what} Instead of tryin' to pick a fight with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and leave me be Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me And for your information I don't even know her name (Know her name, her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game Why you frontin' for your man Girl, I don't understand You asking all these questions That's in you Call yourself hurting me, me I was only passing That's when he saw you Kissin' on me The situation's clear to me {I know} That your baby girl is feelin' me {For sure} And you wanna pick a bone with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and leave me be Now you try to put the blame on me {I see} But it's you that got to deal with this {Now what} Instead of tryin' to pick a fight with me {But what the} You need to check your girl and let me be Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Got her eyes on me) And for your information I don't even know her name (Even know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game (Hate the game) Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Yeah...yeah...) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Got her eyes) And for your information (For your information) I don't even know her name (Know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game Duh duh Duh duh Ooh... Yeah, yeah, yeah Why you keep hatin' on me If everything you see That your girl could be, yeah Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Got her eyes on me, yeah) And for your information I don't even know her name (I don't even know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah... Yeah Playa (Playa) Oh...oh...oh... Excuse me, I don't know the reason Why you're hatin' me (Why you're hatin' me) You must be doin' somethin' wrong 'Cause she got her eyes on me (Doin' somethin' wrong) And for your information I don't even know her name (For your information I don't know her name) You need to stop and check yourself Don't hate the playa, hate the game

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