Hate (Rikers Island Story)

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh huh Wanna know what I— (We could) It's that Dee Play4Keeps nigga, O's up, Never Gz, you heard The Face of Harlem, let me show y'all I'm back, nigga (Hardheaded, baby) Real quick, real quick (Wanna know what I hate? Now look) [Chorus] Wanna know what I hate? When y'all got lit, nigga shawty was fake B-bitch, get the fuck out my face Rikers Island, I was fightin' my case Holidays I was missin' at State Sixth Avenue north, I was livin' great You could ask, I was with Ace Then I smoked ten, I'm talkin' 'bout GK [Refrain] Bitch, it's not a debate I smoke Leroy and Lotti to the face Sixth block, I could've punched lil Lee in his face But the C.O. said, "Stop or I'ma spray" Flockin' in the street, that's how I got my aim Nigga, I did this shit for the gang Fifteen, I had to lеt it bang I was with C.R., we was in the rain [Verse 1] Like, I gеt to sparkin' and shit G-G2C get to barkin' and shit Wait, I told bro, "Park at the whip" On they block, throw the switch on the Glock but they dipped Ah, opp bitch got shot in her shit She was droppin' the O and she was just doing dick Now she on the other side, all in they vids Like, she just wanna be in the mix [Chorus] Wanna know what I hate? When y'all got lit, nigga shawty was fake B-bitch, get the fuck out my face Rikers Island, I was fightin' my case Holidays I was missin' at State Sixth Avenue north, I was livin' great You could ask, I was with Ace Then I smoked ten, I'm talkin' 'bout GK [Verse 2] We was never the type to rock on Main He a stain, if he don't jack what I claim Literally, let me talk to y'all lyrically (Let me talk so I know-) That y'all feelin' me I throw a shot, had to change my identity Big O to the Y, you not that, you not a friend of me Bitch, I'm on the O, that's where the killers be All of the opps said they gettin' rid of me "Crank That", I'm feelin' like Soulja (Oh) Nigga not of us, that nigga a doja (Oh) Let me show y'all this dance, MattSav, doin' that shoulder Bitch, wanna be around? Roll up a boulder Roll him up, over and over R.I.P. E with the dot, I'ma finish what we started, like, it's never over [Chorus] Wanna know what I hate? When y'all got lit, nigga shawty was fake B-bitch, get the fuck out my face Rikers Island, I was fightin' my case Holidays I was missin' at State Sixth Avenue north, I was livin' great You could ask, I was with Ace Then I smoked ten, I'm talkin' 'bout GK [Refrain] Bitch, it's not a debate I smoke Leroy and Lotti to the face Sixth block, I could've punched lil Lee in his face But the C.O. said, "Stop or I'ma spray" Flockin' in the street, that's how I got my aim Nigga, I did this shit for the gang Fifteen, I had to let it bang I was with C.R., we was in the rain