I don't really have that much people hating on me, only one that I know of. This page isn't only for that one
person it's for all hataz. I don't really care if you hate on me because I probably hate you too. Believe it or not I don't
hate many people. If you got a problem with me then why bother with me? You can come say it to my face if you have a problem,
I don't care some of you might even be scared. Some might not know what to say and just make up some shit so you could look
tough. My Webby isn't for hating on. Hate on me not my website, so don't even bother writting shit in my
G-buuk because it doesn't offend me and I'll just delete it because I don't need hating on hurr. Then some of you hate on
Chingy... that's pathetic. I don't curr at all if you don't like him. Why would I care that you hate on Chingy and not care
that you hate on me? Think about that. Well, someone must love me soo much to put my name all over their site*laughs* Take
a look at my site do you see your name on it? Not at all but in my G-buuk there is your name mentioned once that you will
not be signing my G-buuk again. Then again... GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER! You know who you are. Trying to use my line in one of
those shit sentences of yours and it didn't make sense. When you try to diss me or say anything... think about it. Does it
make sense? Does it make sense to the other things I said? Does it make me a hypocrit? Am I 100% sure? Ask yourself that.
I can point out atleast 10 things you said that didn't make sense to your other shit and why that made you a hypocrit. But
I'm not going to bother. I'm done with that. Well, anyways hataz keep hating! I can't be loved by everyone. I need atleast
one hater! Like I said keep hating it doesn't make me weaker and you stronger. Remember I'll always be 2 levels ahead of you.
All you hataz are the best part of life!
*Turns on some T.I*
A bitch try to play me, I'ma blow them off the map A-S-A-P
Ask anbody who runnin' a G, bet they finna say
me A-S-A-P
Bitches hatin' on P.S.C. get straightened A-S-A-P
A bitch try to play me, I'ma blow them off
the map A-S-A-P
Fuck probation, if someone try to play me I'ma bust them
Don't need no security, reaching for my jewlery
Get
you bitches popped quick, filled full of hot shit
Fresh out the box Tip hot than a drop 6
Made a quarter mil' in
the penn givin' stock tips
Haters wanna stop Tip, mad 'cus they not Tip
I'm aimin' at your fitted cap and you ain't
gonna want none of dat
My fist so rocky and and wrist so icey
Might be, thrown off my rocker just slightly
Fiesty,
claimin' hot temper don't ignite me
I'm only gonna ask ya find the exit once politely
My plan is to keep you atleast
2, levels under me where I need you
I'ma take advantage of my chance to defeat you
Your true colors done shown, now
it's on when I see you
I'm grown bitch, so let it be know we ain't equal
You sadly mistaken if you thinkin' I can't
reach you
Beat you, to a fuckin' pulp if I need to
The very spot ya standin' in then is where I'll leave you
Sissy
you way outa line and you runnin' outa time
Hang behind closed do's when ya heard I got some time
Yeah I know you were
thinkin' outa sight and outa mind
But I'm the wrong one for you to try if you were tryna shine
Listen bitch this
shit here is more than just alota rhymes
Don't know what ya do for your respect, but I'ma die for mine
That
song was dedicated to you hataz it's called ASAP
*Turns On Some More T.I*
You mighta seen me in the streets but bitch, you don't know me
When you holla when you speak, remember you don't know me
Save all the hatin' and the poppin', bitch you don't
know me
Quit tellin' people you my partna, bitch you don't know me
Don't be a groupie, keep it movin', bitch
you don't know me
Hey I ain't trippin' pimp, the truth is really, you don't know me
Yeah, you know they call me Diane,
but you don't know me
You be hatin' and I see why, cuz you don't know me
You see a bitch hatin' on a G, ask'em
what it's gon be
Whachu lookin' at? Pussy, you don't know me
At the club or in the streets, or wherever we should meet
It's
choppas choppin', pistols poppin', bitch you don't know me
That song was also dedicated to you by T.I 'You Don't Know Me'
*Turn On Some 50*
I put a hole in a bitch for fuckin' wit' me
My back on a wall now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk,
when you talk about me
'cause I'll come and take your life away
You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house
and if you got a glass jaw you should watch your mouth
Cuz
I'll break yo face, have yo ass runnin' mumblin' to the J
If you go against me dawg you makin a mistake
I'll split you, leave you lookin like the Michael Jackson jackets wit all them zippers.
Now that was some 50, that shit was awesome!
