Jermaine Dupri feat. Jadakiss & Freeway Hate Blood Lyrics

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[Jermaine Dupri] (Freeway)
Why'all got hate in your blood
(This is ****ed up)
Why'all got hate in your blood
(This is ****ed up man)
Why'all got hate in your blood

[Jermaine Dupri]
I know why'all *****s want me
I hear why'all *****s plottin'
I see why'all *****s lookin'
But I ain't stoppin', I'm gone, in something fast
Through the city with no top
That reach 220 on the dash, I'm so hot
In everybody's hood with other *****s' hoes
I'm throwin' paper at them *****es
Screamin' So So
Now every spot I hit
I'm hearing different ****
About homies that want me that weren't with me when I started this
It's ****ed up but I
But I can't let these *****s blurry my vision
On where I'm going and how I'm living, ya know?
I got a daughter now, young age three
If her daddy don't shine, then my shorty won't eat
Feel me?
Do I floss? YES!
Sometimes I hit the block so damn hard I start hatin' my self
It's bad, I feel your pain dawg
But the only thing I'm about to change is the game ************!

1 - [Freeway] (JD)
If you're sick of seeing *****s pop Cris
And talkin' bout stacking chips
You know what?!
(You got hate in your blood)
Sick of seeing Bentley's
And hearing *****s talk about sittin' on dubs
(You got hate in your blood)
If you're sick of seeing artists
And hearing artists
You know what!
(You got hate in your blood)
Listen I know you *****s want me
I hear you *****s plottin'
I see you *****s lookin'
But I ain't stoppin, it's on

Papi had raw, then I bought him out
You know me, **** *****s
Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out
Rapid fire got my hands shakin'
And everybody hate dyin'
But most *****s die hatin'
While why'all run to the bank
I run to the brink
A real thug keep the Tommy gun under the mink
I got a glass kitchen
You can see what's under my sink
And I do **** just to do it
Too much money to think
So you can hate all you want
I'mma still be 'Kiss
Dirty, a lot of paper, filthy rich
JD's the architect, he built these hits
Ruff Ryder's, So So Def, feel this ****
And you can tell any one of your boys
You might find 'em in a hood near you and any one of his toys
Cause I know you got hate in your blood
Still dump eight in your mug
So **** sucker take it and love, uh

Repeat 1
[Jermaine Dupri]
Somebody tell me why man
Somebody tell me why
Do *****s just hate, hate, hate the way they do man
Let me explain something to why'all about me man
Why why'all think I was the first rap ***** on Mtv Cribs?
Cause I'm a young, fly, flashy ************
Why'all think I'mma stop, **** NAW
I'mma keep ridin' down the block with my hat bent
In the black bent, with them dubs on that ****
We gon' still be in the club poppin' Cristal
Pourin' Belvidere on *****es
We don't GIVE A **** MAN
A matter of fact I wish I could smack the ****
Out of one why'all *****s right now with some money
But you know what I'm saying
Cause why'all *****s just hate, hate, hate
Well why'all gonna have to just keep hatin' ************s

Repeat 1 (2x)

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