jap5 – m.h.p (most hated playa) كلمات اغاني
m.h.p (most hated playa) lyrics
[excerpt from the movie “baby boy”]
“i know you understand that brothers ain’t perfect, but we try, lord
we try to keep our heads up in bad times this is a bad time. show us the way. and if you can’t show us the way, forgive us for being lost.”
[intro: j_p5, unkn]
amen. [?] productions
[chorus: j_p5]
i’m the most hated player, they hate my name
they hate that i’m a shooter, they hate my aim
they know that i’m from hoover, they hate my game
i just copped a new cuban, now they hate my chain
i’m the most hated player, they hate my name
they hate that i’m a shooter, they hate my aim
they know that i’m from hoover, they hate my game
i just copped a new cuban, now they hate my chain
[verse 1: j_p5]
you n_ggas hate me but your b_tches, don’t like me but your hoes do
this hoover piper get her booty right like soul food
i ain’t gon’ lie her p_ssy fire, head cold too
she suck me dry i nutted in her eye, she say i’m so rude
fresh out the pen already back on my sh_t
same hoe from three years ago back on my d_ck
i got cheese, that’s why all these rats on my d_ck
i dropped a rack for the fully automatic on my hip
they say blood thicker than water, but at least water see through
it’s a whole lot of sh_t i do at night that n_ggas sleep through
didn’t care to go to collage, but i graduated street school
[?] at every subject i been in jail since pre_school
hit the pen and got my size up, now i’m finna’ hit the beach
in the set i’m known for having intercourse with different freaks
looking for me, you can find me where the b_tches be
i know this red head with the [?] i feel like she missing t__th
i’m always on my grind ’couse i don’t got time to struggle
bullsh_t off my mind ‘couse i ain’t really time for trouble
i just f_ck a b_tch and dip, ain’t got no time to cuddle
told the homies to run a play, ‘couse i ain’t had no time to huddle
[chorus 2: j_p5]
i’m the most hated player, they hate my name
they hate that i’m a shooter, they hate my aim
they know that i’m from hoover, they hate my game
i just copped a new cuban, now they hate my chain
i’m the most hated player, they hate my name
they hate that i’m a shooter, they hate my aim
they know that i’m from hoover, they hate my game
i just copped a new cuban, now they hate my chain
[verse 2: j_p5]
a hundred [?], a hundred nights, you n_ggas wasn’t proud of that
i was present in the field where it started at
where you n_ggas caught all them bullets, i was quarterback
sliding with the choppa’, you n_ggas was having heart attacks
pipe to his mouth smoke a n_gga like a crackhead
paralyze a dummy, hit his tummy leave him half dead
my n_ggas eat, we all full you n_ggas half fed
before i hit the county, on my momma i done had dreads
i had my sh_t dreaded up, looking like a rastaman
everywhere i go, its war feel like i’m in pakistan
choppa on my lap, head wrapped like a taliban
you ain’t got no bodies you ain’t even shot a man
i ain’t with no driving by
b_tch i’m with the walk up
i skip through with the mp5 and shoot a n_gga block up, on aim
i just bang a top thinking a n_gga chopped up, the i’m back to the set so i can put this choppa’ up. (gang)
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