Il testo della Shittin' on it haters

(intro)

Shitin on em haters,
They be envying me am better
Fuck em haters throw em papers, glory i made there, yea i got there,

Holly shit.. thats so fake,
Wake up molly, second take,
Run around fuck that...bake
I dig em haters holy grave,

(shittin on it haters..sh..shhhitting on it haters i be)x3

Haters..haters!! wait!!
Fuck that sick bitch..slave her brain,
Cut that speech bitch but make it rain,
Up in this world am rich insane,
I made it all n u stalk my fame,
Talk that shit n u die in vain,

And i be...

(shittin on it haters..sh..shhhitting on it haters i be)

Hate this nigga its all the same,
This is sick n i roll this game,
All these niggaz just love my name,
Sayin u hating its fuckin lame,
Its my success n u live in pain,
Its my money n i make it rain,

And i be..

(shittin on it haters..sh..shhhitting on it haters)

Slow down, take a minute..
All u needed is not the same,
All u wanted i got the same,
All my niggaz got this game, throne tower fame

Rep my grind and get that cool,
Beat my bitch outchyea you fool,
Watchu u need i'll getchu get ineeeeiiitt,
At the end u suck my (click -gun)!!

Why wud u hate me,
I dont got that tym wit u,
Talkin shit bout me,
I dont even fuck wit u,

This my tym let me roll,
I aint that cheap to fuck u whore,
Ama ride till the day am gone,

(hook)

100 more than you talk about,
All these shit that u talk bout,
Am on the top and i cant stop,
And i give a shit bout money bug,

All these niggaz u cant fuck,
And i fuck em i got a bitch trap,
Fish trapped now dish washed,
I finished niggaz wit no trust,

Throneboy..crown on top,
Incredible coz i got the gwap,
And i hit the floor n they want me stop, and i ride an ride n hit on top,

I shit money on this bitch nigga,
Now hattin bitch go on pull the trigger,
I fly more than a g5 and i hit the sky, 10 figures,

We hold triumph,
Bawler drowned,
In that pool...100!!
I tell niggaz i wont stop i picked honey,

Triple count my game,
Show non to that lame,
Talk back my name and pile more than u earn.. yeah!!

Flip the coin got prob with that,
Am leaving home got to call u back,
Till i get that paper n feed my task,
And fuck niggaz who cant stand that,

Ring the wrong alarm,
Aint no shit like there was no tym,
Just a trend i gotta get one,
Why u hatin, we got the same tym. yuup!!

(hook)

Laugh (fuck these haters)

Music to fade.....