Why you Hate on Men (feat. El Indio & Nino Boy)

Y'all can go and mean mug, I bring the pain like Ali As soon as they see me, they main-bitch wanna f*ck me, so Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me I drop it like the sun drop, y'all fakers get no props Two-faced flip-flops, and I can make it rain, so Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me I'm a New Mex hustla, my name weighs heavy in the streets Got product for the customers and killin' every single beat I hit it with atomic flow, roll haters like an optimo Your girlie wants to wipe me down, I don't really like her though Throw slugs in the pump, it's not in the trunk You throwin' that salt, will get you wet up Don't come off the porch if you're only a pup Callin' the shots, well we're callin' your bluff Came out to Tuba City second day, straight got connected It's AZ and the dirty wicked, best believe you will respect it Every day I wake, I breathe and bleed the Clic Don't have a heart for beef then don't come around the real with it Ain't lookin' for the title, then don't step into the ring for it My record undefeated swingin' mics like I'm Spartacus, you hate me cause I'm flashy, want to mean mug when you pass me But you're palms and teeth when we meet, you don't wanna clashin You're seein' what I'm gettin, boy, I grind for mine You close your eyes real tight cause you can't stand my shine ugh Y'all can go and mean mug, I bring the pain like Ali As soon as they see me, they main bitch wanna f*ck me So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me I drop it like the sun drop, y'all fakers get no props Two-faced flip-flops, and I can make it rain, so Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me? So Why you hate on me From early in the morning, I be texting and be yawning Telling all the sexy mommies from my contacts how they yummy Cause they show a homie love, when they see me, I get hugs From a distance, they blow kisses with a smile and toss me dubs You heard it right, I speak my mind, I'ma keep it tight when you hear these rhymes I'm dynamite fool also rides, you can ask Nicole from the 505 Cause I spit what I feel when I keep it real, doing what I do when I say what's true Southwest slang, we chop and screw, I'm working loot, but we chasing too I work my rhymes and spill my mind, poetic flows with twisted lines I come from the zone that's well defined, I called it home since 99 From the SLC's to the REZ, decked in green in the ghetto scene All these haters eyeball me, cause they ladies following Hollering and modeling, phone digits and they pick IDs All dolled up when they call a G, like the way it's supposed to be Now all these players hate on me, like baby mama and her friends Even when she fucking with me, talking shit, sex tone bitch Y'all can go and mean mug, I bring the pain to Ali As soon as they see me, they main bitch wanna f*ck me So, why you hate on me? So, why you hate on me So, why you hate on me? So, why you hate on me I drop it like the sun drop, y'all fakers get no props Two face flip-flops, and I can make it rain So, why you hate on me? So, why you hate on me So, why you hate on me? So, why you hate on me Bitch