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Andrey Sokolenko - Hated Up Lyrics

[Chorus]
Them niggas hated up
Baby she want speakers in my life zone
Baby, checked and a thought, got nigga, hoe
We smoking dope everyday, got a public drugs. And a sayed shooter insane Klay Thompson, every walk

[Verse 1]
Mama told me "Everyday you done know was". Every pushed me, nigga - lame a public dope
Yeah, and my clippers want my nina, clip a made a racks
Mothefucking C's and nigga doubled on my belt. Damn, I'm the trippin, damn, your block - winner. Done, that's a selfish
Your niggas the havin not been this
She wanna rock-rock party, nigga low, woah!
Let this a look like low racks, and they niggas on! I'm the really damned, same where the niggas? Niggas hate me, date everyday got finnese. Shooted boy got a little boy
Niggas on my zones and know be my ployes
He thinks, he in grim fortune mama doubded the system
Money so up, goin up - you growing, niggas. Thirty thousand dollar on my shirt, I wanna buy it! In the future letter to my son, you can a copied it! We need a new parties, we need new copies
Can I break thought soul, white coat
My niggas rave, for the nigga, thoughted
I got a doctor name, nigga promise
Where a my Nina? The hate the, wow! Nina ready go, bitch go rock him
This time some red light - it's ball
The change, every post - a nigga block

[Chorus]
Them niggas hated up
Baby she want speakers in my life zone
Baby, checked and a thought, got nigga, hoe
We smoking dope everyday, got a public drugs. And a sayed shooter insane Klay Thompson, every walk
[Verse 2]
Huh, you really trippin nerves?
I wanna chill. I'm gonna big good seal - death note with a feel
Fill a cup, bro, full off red
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red. (And the whole lotta red, uh-ha), (Ha-haha!)