Young Buck

Young Buck - Let Em Hate lyrics

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[Young Buck:]

Aiyo Kay Slay

Aiyo whats up nigga

I see you nigga

Ha Young Buck

Aiyo I got my weight up

And I ain't been in the jail neither nigga



[Verse 1: Young Buck]

Every hood get ready I've been in the kitchen I'm back

My cook game wicked I flip it and count stacks

My hands still in it so my finger nails dirty

I can't switch teams like Vince Chesterverte

Rappers be keepin' my name in they mouth

I say something back and I might lose count

Hold up 400, 500 thousand damn thats what I'm talkin' about

I goin' on

To all my enemies so long

Ya ain't killed me yet might as well go home

I'm a boss I could've been got it done it don't cost

Just love to shoot where I'm from so knock it off

You niggas soft

I'm overseas with 50 we playin' golf

You see the streets already know I bust my heat

And if the police know about it this ain't beef



[Chorus: Young Buck]

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Fuck them hos

What? this the way I roll

Just a gangsta, hustler this all I know

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Fuck them hos

They just mad they broke

I get money you niggas used to have the dough



[Verse 2: Young Buck]

I see the craziest shit on TV

So I ain't got to adjust to nothing ya'll see me

Life is hard homie but dying is easy

We give to the rich but we take from the needy

Damn

Thats why we break down grams

No ho training we don't say yes mam

Keep on hatin' you don't know who I am

The chopper go blah and the glock go blam

I ain't got no fam

But no friends

Some niggas ain't got no Lamb or no Benz

Some niggas ain't got them rims that just spin

Some niggas ain't got no ends

My brother in the pen

But when he comin' out I might be goin' in

You see the streets already know I bust my heat

And if the police know about it this ain't beef



[Chorus: Young Buck]

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Fuck them hos

What? this the way I roll

Just a gangsta, hustler this all I know

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Let 'em hate

Fuck them hos

They just mad they broke

I get money you niggas used to have the dough
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