Hate – Jay-Z

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Hate – Jay-Z di Jay-Z

(feat. Kanye West)

[Jay-Z]
Haters, haters, snitch haters!
And I made myself so easy to love
Yeah, yeah

[Kanye West]
How much they hate it, very
Cause girls like Katy Perry
I am never sprung but I spring her, Jerry
Dont try to sit home, results may vary
King like t.i. but in the Chi, Larry

[Jay-Z]
Hoova, HOVA, both of(a)
American gangstas you choose whose, colder(a)
Rappers get nasty in the booth,
But im gross, I cant even stomach myself
I’m so, more in it cause im closer
Had girlies in girldles weighing more than they suppose to(a),
Poser(a), No Sir(a),my hustle, so Russell,
I stretch work, yoga
You know I got it down dawg,
Al Roker, I used to knock pounds off
It aint nothing for me to knock nouns off,
But these MCs are prayin for my downfall,
They just.. Haters
I wave at you, im so player,
I’ll never be done im so ra(y)re

[Kanye West]
We killin the game its not fai(y)r
You mother fuckers stay right the(y)re
‘cause we too high up in the a(y)ir
We blastin off just like a la(y)ser
Nigga pewoon, pewoon, pewoon,
Give me rap, give me room, room, room
?DB-9? like vroomm,vroomm, vroom
Y’all ho what we doin, doin, doin

[Jay-Z]
We ballin, bitches,eatin y’all food leavin dishes
Why these niggas always talkin lead talk Ye?
Why I never see them at the ?claire port? Ye?
Why I always hear they at the airport
Why I fly daily like im in the airforce
Therefore, please stop talkin my ?ass soft?
Millionaire talk, you haters,
You mad at me cause, your paper,
?you need to get his mother fuckin weight up?, waiter(a)
I aint done, name one thing that I aint done
It hurts when you say that I aint one, haters
How do I gain your favor, I need to know cause I ca(y)re
I need you to love me I swea(y)r, look he(y)re
See Ye is, runnin the Chi like Gale Sayers,
Im runnin new york, I got the ??, on my pager
You cant fade us, you hate us
I need you, ?stay bad ya?
I breath you, like a(y)ir, A(y)ir
Where are my haters,
I love all my haters
I love all my haters
I love all my haters

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