Don't Hate

[Intro: Bizarre]

Yo, what's up?

D12 in the building, '07

Sorry for the delay

We took a little time off

But we gonna show you how we doing in the Midwest, haha

What up, yo?

(Young Mase)

[Hook: King Gordy]

When you see me with the new Jordan's on (Don't hate)

Carti's on my face, Cudi on board (Don't hate)

'Cause you see me on the block gettin' rich (Don't hate)

When you see me drivin' off with your bitch (Don't hate)

When you see me with them new Jordan's on (Don't hate)

Carti's on my face, Cudi on board (Don't hate)

'Cause you see me on the block gettin' rich (Don't hate)

When you see me drivin' off with your bitch (Don't hate)

[Verse 1: King Gordy]

I live in Atlanta, but mostly in Detroit

[?] out here always trying to prove a point

[?] you ain't gangsta, [?] just chill

Pop appeal, listen to some Stephanie Mills I'm real

And so sincere

Detroit murder capital don't come out here

I got two bricks, go ahead baby

So I can re-up, like the album on Shady

And lately, I been feeling depressed

Vicodin and ambient, trying to take away the stress

What you know about fight cases?

Six-month probation, county jail

No shoelaces, and all I do is smoke

Do I look like a bro?

Motherfucker, I just bought the bible, oh, Boh, damn!

In Atlanta I'm low-key, In Chicago I'm a player

In Cali I'm a fruit, In Detroit I'm the mayor, yo!

[Hook: King Gordy]

When you see me with the new Jordan's on (Don't hate)

Carti's on my face, Cudi on board (Don't hate)

'Cause you see me on the block gettin' rich (Don't hate)

When you see me drivin' off with your bitch (Don't hate)

When you see me with them new Jordan's on (Don't hate)

Carti's on my face, Cudi on board (Don't hate)

'Cause you see me on the block gettin' rich (Don't hate)

When you see me drivin' off with your bitch (Don't hate)

[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]

Yeah, guess who's back

Since this is a new era, got a fresh new jack

We lost Proof but we gained an angel

So from now on I pray to him and God before I bang you

[?] been got it twisted like we soft or we fell off

Like I won't go in your mouth and bust a shell off

You can go and be a buffoon and speak reckless

Pouring syrup over some shit don't make it breakfast

I got a cool demeanor, a chain don't make you a thug

In fact it probably fall apart at a jewelry cleaner

I'll do to you what I'd give to Tina

And you wouldn't kick a ball Charlie Brown

You in your pack of peanuts, you still standing

Roll with people with real cannons

You won the war already homie you still planning

So face back and get your face cracked

Or see fivr doing straight and black

Now you get hooked up

[Hook: King Gordy]

When you see me with the new Jordan's on (Don't hate)

Carti's on my face, Cudi on board (Don't hate)

'Cause you see me on the block gettin' rich (Don't hate)

When you see me drivin' off with your bitch (Don't hate)

When you see me with them new Jordan's on (Don't hate)

Carti's on my face, Cudi on board (Don't hate)

'Cause you see me on the block gettin' rich (Don't hate)

When you see me drivin' off with your bitch (Don't hate)

[Verse 3: Denaun]

Listen for the D-Tweezy, when these fuckboys balling

Stay getting money every bit rappers will be staked

Runyon avenue soldier, protege of Doc Dre

Drop a new dickhead ride like Air of the Week

Still fuck with them rat hoes, I ain't too Hollywood to creep

I keep a piece of trash with me, [?] think I'm a bit brash or flashy

But fuck it, I don't remember the last time my pockets

Ain't had droplets, I'm in it now, I'm a general

Need a B, I'll send a file, need a hit, that's dirty style

Come through, lay it down

You ain't workin' with that much?

Fuck it, I'll hook you up

Other [?] on some woman phone shit

[Outro: Kuniva]

You gon' mistake me as a weak human being

You say things, but your bullets don't connect

Like a A-team

You hate cream

Plus you can't relate to me

Claim you ridin' dirty, but you stay clean