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or would you try to hate on me
Don't matter to me chief that's why yo ass stay lonely
I stay rubbin', stay sqeezin' that ass for days
Don't throw your ass

F You Too

Fabolous

More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape

2003

(Yeah)
Niggaz, Street Dreams (Yeah, yeah)

I see ya faggot ass schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you
No you hate the way

the booth 
And i'm reppin' the truth
How many times they hate on a fool
But got love for him too
Woaaaaah, yeaaaaaaaaa

One in a Millie ain't no dime by

yeah yeah
The diamonds and gold
It don't mean nothing when you by your lone
Still lit at the shows
Baby I drip yeah I drip to my toes
My diamonds

fill him up with lead
And they told doody moving with speed, but they dumb I call him sped

This band don't come with aid, but I'm used to seeing red
So

step
My nigga"
Left-right, nigga, whoa, I let my niggas glow
My niggas don't speak, "Bap
Bap, bap", quote, un-quote
Never had cold feet, stepping out

Ha ha ha! 
Bozzio: Oh, no . . . 
Frank: I don't . . . I hate . . . I hate to squeal on you, Bozzio, I mean, Devil . . . but, look, I'm only

make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make

with me
I just wanna sing this for my brother one time man, please
This
Black face
Don't get no love
Where I'm from
They just hate me 'till
I hate myself

yeah
YK

I ain't never playin' fair, never playin' fair
My heart never been a playground, don't play there
I ain't never playin' fair, never playin'

Just find the lean I'ma sip it
I don't trust no bitches
Look at the flick of that red video from
The back how I'm killin' ya bitch
Lovin' my swag MC

Struttin' With Some Barbecue

Louis Armstrong

1925-1950

2000

I hate to see de ev'nin' sun go down
Hate to see de ev'nin' sun go down
'Cause ma baby, he done lef' dis town
Feelin' tomorrow lak ah feel today
Feel

There's some things in my life I can't repair
So now I'm chasing the spotlight
I'm done with the red lights
You were holding me back why don't you see
You

so tight, I hopin this dont fly night,fly by night/ Starin out the window of a red eye.. Bitch i’m feeling like a jedi.. jedi/

Verse 2: Ro Spit

I’m

Red Light

The Strokes

First Impressions of Earth

2006

died for your sake
An entire generation of entertainers to blame
The light is red, the camera's on

Get yourself a lawyer and a gun
Hate your

Ten

Jewel

Sweet and Wild

2010

your eyes,
Six, take a deep breathe,
Seven, take a step back,
Eight, nine, I don't know why we even started this fight,
By the time I get to ten, I'm

a DOPEBOY
Lookin like money everytime I flow by
Haters hatin on me i don't know why
Cause I'm come from da bottom
Were da sun don't shine
Pops died young so I

You don't scare me, you ain't shit
I'm a motherfuckin flight risk
Hate me but you like it!
Hate!
Hate!
Hate!
Hate me!
Hate me!
Hate me!
Hate me!
Hate!

your pockets and get shot by cops
And people rot in jail for smoking weed, man what the fuck!?
Do you see it now?
Why I don't need help?
Because I'm so

And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've

Born Alone, Die Alone

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Music From and Inspired By the Motion Picture]

2005

I came in this world by myself, so I don't need no friends
I'd rather have it this way, it's okay, it's okay
You muh'fuckers gon' respect me, 'cause

You'll never shutter her, so don't even try
Just give me some room and let me go by
In my roadster
My red hot roadster

Even on the screeching and she

Bae say she too high
I been gone a minute but I look back it's like it flew by
Hate I hate to learn my lesson the hard way
They do lie
I keep getting

You going to be dead by the first 48
My niggas pull up with three 38's
Run up on the gang get shot in the face
My niggas don't play got rugers