They Gone Hate (Original)

[Intro:]

Welcome the new kid, hello the new hustler

Ever since my birth, I've been the same hustler

I twist the streets up with every flow I split

Twist they mind-frame up, that's every ho I get

[Hook:]

Hey I'm ride with the Chevy (?) wood grain grippin'

They gone hate though, they gone hate though

I got the purp and the yak, and my rims still spinnin'

They gone hate though, they gone hate though

I got my stacks on deck and the K gone blow

They gone hate though, they gone hate though

I'm 'bout the flyest nigga comin' out the slum with the flow

They gone hate though, they gone hate though

[Verse 1:]

Welcome the new kid, hello the new hustler

Ever since my birth, I've been the same hustler

I'm from that 'sippi land, hell yea they know me

I'm from that Red-Line aka 3-0-B

That's where them G hang in the dirty-dirty

The folk can't clean it up so we call it dirty-thirty

I push to pacify these hoes cause they talk too much

I keep my business to my self cause niggas talk too much

They just hate to see a street nigga doing great

Feel like they obligated to snatch some cheese right off the plate

But I ain't trippin' though, just don't stick your hands in mine

If I'm the folk, then you the skater, I destroy your grind

Make it happen K, that's what they tellin' me

I'm like that 9-11, nobody expected me

And my clique too, the whole state of 'sippi

They relate to my swagger, so they ride with me

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]

I twist the streets up with every flow I split

Twist they mind-frame up, that's every ho I get

Like them - yea, yea, I talk shit on the track

Niggas mad cause I won't let 'em get on the track

They ain't beefin' though, cause they ain't done for

Knowin' if they want the crown, I'm the one to come for

Yea, man, I'm gung-ho, if you gotta problem with it

I don't call problems cause I solve 'em, get it?

I'm the target of every rapper spittin' flow bitch

I'm the first pick to blow, dog, and they know this

Why it ain't hard to see, greatness is apart of me

Writing tracks and making beats, cause royalties belong to kings

And I want to see parts off whatever I drop

And I wanna see mills dog, whenever I pop

And I'm one of these niggas now that I'm takin' the top

So, I'm tellin' these niggas now that they destined to flop

[Hook:]

[Verse 3:]

They know me from the hood that I ride in

White T, fitted cap, Louie on the side of my kicks

You can catch me in the hood with my folk boy

That consists of pimps, real niggas, and them dope boys

Be at the 'sip or A, I can keep it poppin' nigga

Krizzle on the track so the whole hood jockin' nigga

Hey I could tell by they eyes that they wanna (?)

I'm 18 but they know that I'm movin' shit

Pray they producer known in this music shit

Who else young as the K even doin' this?

Break bread with my niggas that ride

I got a state full of niggas and they ready to die

So, we can take it to the pistol place (?) shawty

Really ain't shit till the killer K shawty

I make it happen if I got around here

Cause niggas main focus - making dollars 'round here

[Hook:]

[Bridge:]

I did the same hustle

I did the same hustle

[Hook:]