Haters Songtext
von Mr. Shadow

Haters (Haters, what you talkin′ 'bout?)
Talkin′ 'bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(From Diego, to I.E.) And why do you
Want to hate on me? (Shadow and Fingazz)
Just talkin' ′bout those haters in the
Street (Check it out, all you motherfuckers)
So that′s why you want to hate on me


I stay loyal to the streets (To the streets)
I got half the world to mad at me
Hatin' with my name in the mouth piece (Shadow)
Fuck peace bitch, here comes the pitbull
With a shaved head and tattoos comin′ to get you
The other day (What happened?)
I heard a tweaker say that they're watchin′ the empire night and day
Talkin' about I got the whole state served
Up and down interstate 5, flippin′ birds
The work keeps travellin'
I stay shippin' and handlin′
I gotta make my shit start scatterin′ (That's right)
It doesn′t matter when, place your order (What you want?)
I don't care if you want it in Minnesota
I cross states with full crates and do whatever it takes
To make bank and fill paces with big faces
And just in case you hoes didn′t know (What?)
Every car I'm in is owned, now hate me more, biatch

Haters (Dog, what you talkin′ 'bout?)
Talkin' ′bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(Hatin′ everything I got, tell me) And
Why do you want to hate on me? (Haters)
(What you talkin' ′bout?) Just talkin' ′
Bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(Just mad 'cause I′m blowin' up they spot)
So that's why you want to hate on me


I take a hit and I laugh at these petty ass wannabes
You break bread while we take over your colonies
The streets are callin′ me, there′s ends to collect
I in the sky still there, it hasn't left
They runnin′ out of breath, sellin' all them wolf tickets
They can′t see a millionaire from the hood kick it
So keep your mouth shut, you jealous bastards
And when a pig asks something, you don't answer
What you hear in the circle stays in the circle
Run your beak and get beat ′til you turn purple
I think it's best that you run back home
I'm sick in the dome, you′re enterin′ the murderous zone
From night to dawn, whether it's right or wrong
I gotta stay paid all day long
Remain calm, ′cause only the strong
Get to see another day (Another day)
So watch who you're hatin′ on

Haters (Dog, what you talkin' ′bout?)
Talkin' 'bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(Hatin′ everything I got, tell me) And
Why do you want to hate on me? (Haters)
(What you talkin′ 'bout?) Just talkin′ '
Bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(Just mad ′cause I'm blowin′ up they spot)
So that's why you want to hate on me

Now there's one more thing I gotta bring to the table
For them punk ass deputies, you bitches need security
Outgunned, outnumbered, outdone
The result is a fucked up outcome
Number one, can′t nobody take that from me (No)
I got it locked from my hood to your county
Rowdy people
I don′t know why the fuck they say that all men are created equal
It's plain and simple, gotta make what you spend
And if it don′t make dollars, better pay me in cents
I represent all my soldiers that are playin' to win
And all the motherfuckin′ riders makin' moves in the pen
See, talk is cheap, it don′t make me or break me (No)
Heat off safety for you cops tryin' to take me
Hate me if you want, but I'ma grind ′til my last day
So what more can I say about you?

Haters (Dog, what you talkin′ 'bout?)
Talkin′ 'bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(Hatin′ everything I got, tell me) And
Why do you want to hate on me? (Haters)
(What you talkin' ′bout?) Just talkin' '
Bout those haters in the street (Haters)
(Just mad ′cause I′m blowin' up they spot)
So that′s why you want to hate on me

Ha ha, yeah
This song's dedicated to every one of you fools that play your hatin′
Mr. Shadow, Fingazz, my homeboy Quik, you know, Streetlife, Pit Boss
One love
2001, Bitch (2K1)
Pack a lunch and an extra pair of nuts (Extra nuts)
Find me in San Diego, puffin' on a blunt, biatch
Yeah, this song is dedicated to every single one of you motherfuckers