Stop Hatin

Chorus: Look at all these haters surrounding me every day hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay stop all the hatin I can't take it no more Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for Verse 1: Master P Pop the lock on the benz with the keys To high to see his own enemies his baby mama with him in a short skirt his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse his friend took his life for the mighty dollar then ran through the alley must have been a coward No more hit 'em up like in the old days homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner cause haters be all up on me tryin to sniff you out for your che