What Up What’s Haapnin’

Lyrics

[Hook] Ay, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm serious Haters, so all I got to say is What up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' So what up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm serious Haters, so all I got to say is What up? [Verse 1] What it is, bruh? What it do, mane? Still the man from Japan to the blue flame Still hit the door and make it rain with the loose change I bet that what he get a show, now that's a damn shame I guess that what he hatin' fo', boy, you so damn lame Your clique the same, a dusty bunch of walkin' shit stains Disgrace the A, you give the city such a bad name You're way back in my rearview mirror, I'm in the fast lane But still, I hear ya loud and clear on your lil' song Go on, get your dissing on while the king gone Your self-esteem gone, 'cause I'm back now Let's see if we can't teach these niggas how to act now You're kissing ass then, you jumping back now I check your ass then, I shut your ass down And I deliver, front and center, never back down Who get the last laugh now, sucka nigga? [Hook] What up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' So what up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm serious Haters, so all I got to say is What up? [Verse 2] I got a front street swag and a side street hustle Center Hill, Cedar Ave, that's where I be, sucka South Grand Church Street, the first with the work But we can get into commercial, if you need some, chirp me Hey, what I care 'bout who you asking, saying they ain't heard of me I'm certified certainly, them videos ain't hurting me I still ride with the windows rolled down All around the A-town Like it's finna go down If there was ever any questions, niggas finna know now Won't retire my throne, nor surrender no crown I never bow down, and never say "dye" Ms. "To whom it may concern" and whosoever may try I'm forever west-side and the feather-weight dies Tell 'em take they best shot Go on, get yourself high 'Cause I yelled "Bankhead" and you felt left out I ain't mentioned your name, is that what all this 'bout? [Hook] What up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' So what up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm serious Haters, so all I got to say is What up? [Verse 3] From Summer Hill to the hills up in Hollywood A house full, getting to it, you know how we do it Yeah, we smoke great, and we drink good Then we ball hard, just like G's should Buy what we want, drive what we want G4 up, up, and away, we go, we fly where we want Haters smile like they like it when they really don't Wish they could just wish me away, that what they really want "I really hate his ass", "I don't like him either" "We'll do a song together, maybe then we can beat him" Somehow, he must be stopped, something must be done "If we can't knock him off, let's just try him when he get caught with guns" "And if he really done, and we really won" "Any more ideas? (I got some) Suggestions anyone?" "How 'bout we stay up all night, on the blog sites" "Spread vicious lies and nasty rumors we could all write" But that's all right, let the nerds hate 'Cause in my face, though, them words gettin' ate And hatin's hard work, when I just bounce back This God work, tell all the haters, I'm back! [Hook] What up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin' So what up, what's haapnin'? All you haters, can get at me 'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watching But I'm serious Haters, so all I got to say is What up?