Haterz

Lyrics

[Intro: The Game] I guess they say my attitude is the reason why I only have shit Why I keep losing everything, all the people around me, all of them [Verse 1: The Game] These rap niggas hate, and they smile in my face You rabbit niggas mad, 'cause the turtle won the race And the radio debate, what the fuck they goin' play All the hot shit is my shit, they take what I say Play scrabble with my words, put it on the front page Then they go find a picture, of 50 and Game Say it's East vs. West; New York and L.A Since I dont' button up, now I'm beefin' with Jay An' apologizе in seconds, you niggas is reckless You'rе not goin' bait me, to beef with a legend My pride, I protect it, the streets, I respect it I'm not trying to replace 'Pac, so accept it After 5 million records, the Dr. Dre lectures And 3 world tours, West Coast resurrected One-fourth of the group, 'til my help was rejected And I felt abandoned, so I threw away my necklace [Verse 2: The Game] I can hear niggas talking, whispering in the dark they're Like dogs with no bark When I pull over and park then guns starts to spark and the Bullets find the mark Niggas outlined in the chalk and I speak from the heart When I say that I kill you, it's simple and plain Don't say shit about Dre and don't mention The Game This industry is fake and I can't understand how a grown ass Man Sent a bitch to the pen, how you snitched on stan; he's a Bitch like his man He'd of did you for a grand. Eminem called him stan I'ma say it again If I had one more chance I would break all his ribs With my bare fuckin' hands I'm a gangsta a fighter, you ain't, you a liar You ain't got no pride, there's a snitch in the wire Your fan base knows that you're gangsta is dying So I won't stop until that wanksta retires [Verse 3: The Game] After 20 magazines and a couple of awards I can close the first chapter; put my plaques on the wall To the top of the billboard Who ever knew that I would sell more than Destiny Child and U2? Or do a song with Busta, go neck and neck with Usher? Went gold in a week, I'm a bad mutherfucka This Gangsta Disciple and vice lord shit Brown pride, latin king This is blood, this is crip Hit the Impala Switch I keep a clip for any nigga that said I fuck his bitch Or changed cause I'm rich, saying Game used to strip Niggas weren't saying shit until I came with a hit Now you want to see me dead, blood stains in his whip Take a father from his son, put my name in cement After I'm gone they gonna sample my songs You can bury my bones but my music lives on