Krayzie:

Playa, playa, playa, hate me, hate me.
playa, playa, playa, fuck it, we don't care.
playa hater [hater, hater], we know very well,
playa hater [hater, hater] who you are [are].
playa hater [hater, hater], don't let 'em smoke your weed,
playa hater [hater, hater], or ride in your car [you car].

Krayzie:

Don't let that murda murda get ya, man.  Don't let that murda murda get
ya, baby.  Don't let that murda, murda get you, man, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Playa hation has begun to rise, and it's contagious, baby, better not let it
get you man, hater hater hater, haters hate and it's on, it's on, and if I had
a wish I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony, perfect
harmony.  Gather, souls, get up, get up, and let us move on [move on].
Maybe some could follow if their hearts were not so cold to us.  Bone
come and venture through the family scripture, flip through every page
and you'll find true niggas like no other kind [kind], and I'm sick of
muthafuckas tryin' to see the thuggish ruggish, so I went and bought a
black Mossberg pump, pump for you.  Tell me, what do you see?  Slim
nigga in a mask.  I'm mad and fin to blast, dash.  Do you know what it
means to just leave us, leave us, leave us alone?  You know we picture
endin' them phony ways, pretender.  You know we picture endin' them
phony ways, pretender.

Layzie:

Nigga, won't be fuckin' with no haters in the nine-seven.  All the way to
heaven, that's my mission, settin' up, ready for the war, in position, when
the shit jump, niggas won't be slippin'.  Nigga fallin' victim.  Really,
what's happenin'?  I'm a victim just 'cause I'm rappin', stackin' my cheese
and I'm always packin'.  Niggas with nothin' to lose be cappin', and I
really don't blame you, muthafuckas.  It's true, what goes around comes
around.  Since I did what I did in the past, got a pipe and the stash, and
I'm ready to throw down, low down, dirty muthafuckin' shame, in a
world so cruel.  It's niggas like you, who just be disrespectin' the game.
Before I had a little money, niggas was hatin' me just for nothin', breakin'
my gear and thinkin' it's funny, get around bitches, and niggas be frontin',
but I'm just hustlin', strugglin', jugglin' with a lot of frustrations, livin' in
this nation of playa hation with a fucked-up situation I'm facin'.

Krayzie:

Playa hater [hater, hater], we know very well,
playa hater [hater, hater] who you are [are].
playa hater [hater, hater], don't let 'em smoke your weed,
playa hater [hater, hater], or ride in your car [you car].

Wish:

Haters dry your eyes, eyes, eyes, and hold on, hold on, 'cause we're
ballin', ballin', ballin', y'all.  We gon' keep it goin' strong, oh, oh.  We
really thuggish ruggish, you can love us, you can hate us.  We can deal
with you, but if ya niggas come around playa hatin', sayin' hey man, them
the worse ones--you know like, take a bitch on you on the low, spend
somethin' that you'll call all the time, but that nigga always talkin' about
he could have did somethin' better than you, already done did it, just
hatin', you know, and I know who you be, we see all ya'll.  Playa haters,
fuck ya'll.  Playa haters, fuck ya'll.  Don't you hate on me.  Don't you hate
on me.  I'll put the beam on y'all muthafuckas.  I said I'll put the beam on
y'all muthafuckas.
Don't you hate on me . . .
If you spend more time concentrating on your own shit than playa hatin'
mine, you might make something, muthafuckas.  Hate on, hate on, hate
on, hate on, hate on, hate on

Krayzie:

Playa, playa, playa, hate me, hate me,
playa, playa, playa, fuck it, we don't care.

Bizzy:

Nigga, there's far more pictures of the scriptures, missed 'em 'cause
they're despicable, but, bitch you're makin' million