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Intro (Hate On Me) Lyrics – Meek Mill

Intro (Hate On Me) Lyrics by Meek Mill is latest English song with music also given by JJ, Cardo. Intro (Hate On Me) song lyrics are written by Meek Mill.

Intro (Hate On Me) Song Detail

Song Name: Intro (Hate On Me)
Singer: Meek Mill
Composer: JJ, Cardo
Lyrics by: Meek Mill

Intro (Hate On Me) Lyrics

 

Brrrrr!
Every time I get back in the streets
This sh*t get darker
Yeahg, wooh

Ni*gas can’t hate on me now
We do it all, we came to realize
They thinkin bout takin me down
We done put bulletproof all on our cars
I told em bring anymore rounds
I put baguettes on all of my dawgs
They fall, they makin a sound
I am on a yacht with a bad thot
We got the streets in a headlock
Ni*ga tried to peep through the backyard
All he seen was the choppas and red dots
I got my mama a black card, yeah
I really put on for the head knock
This that 1ac, you ain’t one of them rappers
And none of your steppers can step with my steppers
This chess, not checkers
I told my dawgs “don’t stress
Do not rush it”, I really got off
It is seven on seven and I am gettin better and better
And better, my ni*ga, it is never no pressure
Every time I hit up one of yo ni*gas with smoke
It is never no pressure
Ni*gas is pu*sy, if I put a price on yo head
Sh*t, I get the special
You know I be hangin wit jews
Get money wit russians, I am makin my moves
The hood behind me, I never could lose
I am good, I am solid
Can not play me like one of them dudes
You probably end up on the news
We mobbin and wildin
You know we ain’t tuckin
Them jewels especially for none of you dudes
We slidin wit’ choppas

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Rockin dior, I still remember me poor, I am tryna get more
Welcome to philly where ni*gas get smoked for real tryna slide to the store
Send em with the stick, ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door
Ni*gas wanna die in the streets and we can’t even beef, I’ma die on the fours
And the bi*ch-a$$ rat keep talkin’ that sh*t like he can not get blitzed and die on the tour
Switchin the lane up when I’m in that wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys
I got the game from the real og’s
And it is money over bi*ches, can’t die bout a whore
I got the game from the real og’s
And it is money over bi*ches, can not die bout a whore, yeahh

Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell em hate on me no
Got all them bi*ches and all of ’em leechin’, so ain’t no more weighin me down
Fresh out the jewelers I ..[1:35] they know I ain’t playin’ around
I just pulled up in whatever I bought, but these ni*gas in trouble, I am sayin it now, yeahh
Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell ’em hate on me now
Got all them bi*ches and all of em leechin, soo ain’t no more weighin me down
Hate on me now, hate on me now, ni*gas can hate on me now
We in the city, y’all tell me it’s somethin too say, you should say that sh*t now, yeahh

I was out in uk ballin like 2k
All of my diamonds look duray
She say you only gon do it when we go out the country, we havin a three way
I was gettin head in the rolls, start fu*kin her as soon as I got on the pj
You was tryna tuck her like pj, I was tryna bust it and do it the free way
Yeahh, I was at the bodega rockin bottega
Crib like four acres and ain’t got no neighbors, yeahh
And I ain’t never gon’ meet em
Once it’s up there, ni*ga, it’s stuck there, blow it whenever we see you
We gettin them ..
She gon fu*k on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I
Keep all my bi*ches in bentleys and beamers and I put the demons in demons
Keep all my bi*ches in bentleys and beamers and I put the demons in demons

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Yow meek
Yuh kno how di fu*king ting guhh man
Woy yoii
Outside

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