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Masta Ace - Type I Hate lyrics
f/ Leschea, Rah Digga [Rah Digga] Yo, this joint right here is dedicated to all them grimy cats that'll stab you in the back, nah mean? Disloyal ass niggas all in your business Snake in the grass ass hoes, peeped your stash You ain't goin nowhere snake See you... check it [Masta Ace] I hate a nigga all up in your business Tryin to finally confine about you yo what is this? Damn nigga do you, work for the Source? I hope they pay you millions cause you act like you takin the place of Wendy Williams nigga I see you in front of my crib in the dark Lurkin and waitin to see who's car was parked It ain't your chick so why you care for? Why you stop and stare for, what you there for? Do you need to know every single, thing about my life? It's not enough that I rap and sing about my life? Even when I'm sleep, you got nothin else to do But call up your man who's a bitch nigga just like you Talkin 'bout my business like it ain't nothin Y'all have a two hour discussion about who I might be fuckin Cats with these feminine ways and traits Just one example of the type of niggas I hate, c'mon [Chorus: Leschea] You see some motherfuckers got nothin to do but sit around and talk about you Never seem to get the shit straight These are the type of niggas we hate They smile in your face you think they are friends They flip and they never be the same again Come around here actin all fake These are the type of niggas we hate [Masta Ace] I hate them niggas who just kiss ass so they can move up in the game like quick fast and they get gassed Now they walkin 'round like they so down 'cause they workin up at Motown, but slow down nigga Y'all motherfuckers is the worst kind and I know you're probably hearin this here for the first time But I'mma say that shit other rappers just won't say Think about it, feel it inside but just don't say Keep them fake hugs when you come in the place and when I see you I'mma say this directly into your face Y'all some fake niggas, except now you got a name and this applies to half of these niggas up in this game I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now I had to get a pen and just right this shit down, c'mon [Chorus] [Rah Digga] I hate bitches that be frontin like they got your back but when the jump off crack you see its not like that Certain chicks put the "S" in snake Try to give a bitch a break, wanna test your weight Let 'em stay in your crib, even take your whip Might even babysit while they playin the strip Kinda chick want to smile up and call you sis' Can't even bring your man around shorty (tsk, tsk) Call your moms mom, even wear your clothes Thats why I gotta give it up to them honest hoes You know what they about from the gate stay in there place, here's another type of broad I hate (What type?) Type to put all of your business in the street (uh-huh) That's why I only got a handful of peeps Closely analyze all the new ones I meet 2001 bitches I ain't too beat [Masta Ace] There you have it Just a few of examples And if you can't relate to this shit right here Chances are you're the type of motherfuckers we're talkin about Ya heard? [Chorus] |
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