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letra de why they hating - kj balla

[intro: kj balla, paparattzi pop]
woo, gang, b-tch, huh?
why the f-ck these n-ggas hating on us?
i don’t know mbeezy sh-t, huh, gang, (racks)

[chorus: kj balla, paparattzi pop]
tell me why n-ggas hating on me, i ain’t even get to flex yet
n-ggas’ b-tches want to let a n-gga f-ck i ain’t even get a text yet
stay away from the game that’s your best bet
she calling me daddy no s-x yet
and she love how i jug and finesse
she be watching my swag so you know i got that check
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
i don’t know what it is since a young boy n-ggas been debating on mе
if the cops try to stop me, i’m skating, homie
got to gеt to the check ain’t no patience homie
yeah i’m really that n-gga, so i got a question
tell me why they hating on me
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
n-gga, tell me why n-ggas hating on me
n-gga, tell me why n-ggas hating on me
[verse 1: paparattzi pop, kj balla]
paparattzi, tell me why n-ggas hate
i remember the sh-t i was facing, (free 828)
get to the guap, no debating
these fake n-ggas ain’t no relating, (not at all)
i got a few n-ggas upset
i got money i ain’t touched yet
n-ggas chilling where the cops post
that’s the reason n-ggas ain’t get touched yet (beezy)
why n-ggas hating on me and this chain that i got like a glacier on me
220 when i race in a v, got a big glizzy and a laser on me
black mask on my face on the scene, pop told me it’s a go when it’s green
line on my gun, on your face with the beam
then i let go the shot, i explode in his dream
like woo i’ve been through a lot of pain homie
me and you are not the same homie
show no love to these b-tches
i’mma get the head and pass it to my main homie (lil’ b-tch)
you wifing that b-tch you a lame homie, (word?)
you just f-cking up the game homie
my lifestyle ain’t a game homie
did it all for the gang homie (gang!)

[chorus: kj balla, paparattzi pop]
tell me why n-ggas hating on me, i ain’t even get to flex yet
n-ggas’ b-tches want to let a n-gga f-ck i ain’t even get a text yet
stay away from the game that’s your best bet
she calling me daddy no s-x yet
and she love how i jug and finesse
she be watching my swag so you know i got that check
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
i don’t know what it is since a young boy n-ggas been debating on me
if the cops try to stop me, i’m skating, homie
got to get to the check ain’t no patience homie
yeah i’m really that n-gga, so i got a question
tell me why they hating on me
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
tell me why n-gga, tell me why n-gga
tell me why n-ggas hating on me
n-gga, tell me why n-ggas hating on me
n-gga, tell me why n-ggas hating on me
[verse 2: paparattzi pop, kj balla]
i done been through the worst, when i die, hope it’s real, n-ggas lifting my he-rs-
brodie whippin’ that work cuz he told me that sh-t always lit by the first
would have been went to church, but i’m in these streets trying to get rid of a curse
couple n-ggas switched up but i still got a few n-ggas still on alert (real sh-t)
if you want her, man she all yours, (take her) gang had her on all fours
put a n-gga on the front cover with 2 k’s like paul george
nick cannon how i’m wild’ n out, block jumping like powerhouse
on the court n-ggas fouling out, remember phone calls only tallying out
i get a beat and finesse on it i’m bodying sh-t i ain’t stressing it
the vision is clear when i’m setting it
i can paint a picture when i’m telling it
i’m going crazy when i rhyme in the booth
n-ggas faking they be hiding the truth
balmains, in designer to shoot
n-ggas snakes what they plotting to do
got a choppa to rock you and chop you too
n-ggas is animals, locked in the zoo
i’mma get to the bag that’s what i’m gonna do
and we making it out at the top of the zoo
30 shots when i’m popping it two
my n-ggas winning, what is y’all gonna do?
oppas only got a option or two
either come to the field or we riding for you (grrrttt)

- kj balla

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