think your a hater Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go, where we go, Haters goin down for the count. [Verse 1: B.O.B
hater, I think you're a hater Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go Haters going down for the count [Verse 1 - B.o
(feat. B.O.X.X, Los Crazy Boys) [Fingazz:] Oooh Oooh, oooh-oooh-oooh Smoke it up baby (Smoke it, baby) Smoke it with me [Verse 1: Dominator] Tobacco
Imagine the surprise, we finally let him know He has the Devil's eyes, and that's unhealable In between mean shadows Sit back, relax, let your mind
I know these niggas feel what I'm saying Cause all G's from Houston Texas, now you know where I'm staying Crawling low tip-toeing, in a five double O B
grew up with me and Pat Y'all showed me love, now I'm giving it back Al and Ron-G, Stick to Kiwi T-O-B-E, and 3-8 and D My peeps at A.G., Smooth and Big
, un cute beat 2 cute J C?est bakawalooloo girl cute key J'fume du cute weed J'reve au cute geez Mais one day Vrrooum dans une cute B Mon J.O.B. me cruise
smile plastic tears like last year, ni**az stuck in the past, and it's clear Just some busta a*s bastards allergic to cash this year Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-B
Picture of ME (Check Me Out) Take A Picture of Me,Gone Take A Picture Of Me (Check Me Out) [Big Ken:] Pistol Pistol, my pistol stay cocked M-O-B-B bitch
Cudi] Hey hater Sign language Middle finger Middle finger Let me tell you know Inter-galactical I see you rockin wit O I see them 3-O-O
so I'm non-stop when I dumpin' hot ones out the drop pull around and get you mopped put the Mobb against a series of haters tied up in a knot wit instigators
mad so what, well nigga fuck it (nigga fuck it) [Big Pokey] Fuck it, I'm agg'd and tripping with this heater I'm a Texas stampeder, M.O.B. ring leader
! (boy!) You can hide if you want but nothing can save ya (yeeah!) Times running out, I'm a get ya boy! [50 Cent:] I threw a B-Boy style. - Bullet wound
, she like you or she like what she got? Tryin to maintain Tearin niggas out the frame Semi automatic flows You know how it goes Boss B-O-S-S-M-A-N Gun
, yo Chief, pass the Buddha [Chorus] [Verse Three: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger
(feat. Tech N9ne) [Tech N9ne] Mitch Bade [x3] [Chorus: Tech N9ne] What is an M-I-T-C-H A nigga who's a B-I-T-C-H He never wants to - congradulate,
