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Текст песни «Hate Blood» от Jermaine Dupri

Представляем точный текст композиции "Hate Blood" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jermaine Dupri . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Hate Blood» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jermaine Dupri передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Jermaine Dupri - "Hate Blood"

Lyrics to Hate Blood : (feat. Freeway, Jadakiss) [Jermaine Dupri (Freeway)] What' Yall got hate in your blood (This is fucked up) Yall got hate in your blood (This is fucked up man) Yall got hate in your blood [Jermaine Dupri] Listen I know yall niggas want me I hear yall niggas plottin I see yall niggas lookin But I aint stoppin, Im gone, in something fast Through the city with no top That reach 220 on the dash, Im so hot In everybodys hood with other niggas hoes Im throwin paper at them bitches Screamin So So Now every spot I hit Im hearing different shit About homies that want me that werent with me when I started this Its fucked up but I But I cant let these niggas blurry my vision On where Im going and how Im living, ya know' I got a daughter now, young age three If her daddy dont shine, then my shorty wont eat Feel me' Do I floss' YES! Sometimes I hit the block so damn hard I start hatin my self Its bad, I feel your pain dawg But the only thing Im about to change is the game motherfucker! [1 - Freeway (JD)] If youre sick of seeing niggas pop Cris And talkin bout stacking chips You know what'! (You got hate in your blood) Sick of seeing Bentleys And hearing niggas talk about sittin on dubs (You got hate in your blood) If youre sick of seeing artists And hearing artists You know what! (You got hate in your blood) Listen I know you niggas want me I hear you niggas plottin I see you niggas lookin But I aint stoppin, its on [Jadakiss] Papi had raw, then I bought him out You know me, fuck niggas Kill em all, let God sort em out Rapid fire got my hands shakin And everybody hate dyin But most niggas die hatin While yall run to the bank I run to the brink A real thug keep the Tommy gun under the mink I got a glass kitchen You can see whats under my sink And I do shit just to do it Too much money to think So you can hate all you want Imma still be Kiss Dirty, a lot of paper, filthy rich JDs the architect, he built these hits Ruff Ryders, So So Def, feel this shit And you can tell any one of your boys You might find em in a hood near you and any one of his toys Cause I know you got hate in your blood Still dump eight in your mug So cock sucker take it and love, uh [Repeat 1] [Jermaine Dupri] Somebody tell me why man Somebody tell me why Do niggas just hate, hate, hate the way they do man Let me explain something to yall about me man Why yall think I was the first rap nigga on Mtv Cribs' Cause Im a young, fly, flashy motherfucker Yall think Imma stop, FUCK NAW Imma keep ridin down the block with my hat bent In the black bent, with them dubs on that shit We gon still be in the club poppin Cristal Pourin Belvidere on bitches We dont GIVE A FUCK MAN A matter of fact I wish I could smack the shit Out of one yall niggas right now with some money But you know what Im saying Cause yall niggas just hate, hate, hate Well yall gonna have to just keep hatin motherfuckers [Repeat 1 (2x)] Bitch! [ Hate Blood Lyrics ]

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