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hate it Video (MV)




Performed By: Hapes
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Adarius Rogan
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Hapes - hate it Lyrics




I don't hate you bitch I hate it (Huh)
This demon send his ass to Satan (Huh)
This real rap we not playin (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he quaking (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he shaking (Huh)
My youngest nigga in the making (Huh)
She sippin me up just like Quagen (Huh)
Throw him on the pan, we fry him like bacon
When will you come-
"When will you come back to me?"
Prolly when you get a bag
Niggas needa stop that racing
You ran a four f*cking flat and you still came in last
"Bae I know I f*cked up like can we try again?"
No, I made a million off f*cking rapping
That shit is like prolly a sin
I know it's gon take some time
For your brokeass to get you a rack
It's gon take some time
For a pussy to admit he ratted
I can pull up to yo hood 4 damn deep
Walking around with my rachet
I can pull up to the scene, stop asking me questions
Like pussy I don't know what happened

(Pussy I don't know what happened)
Hit the pit stop real quick
Niggas riding 'round where the f*ck yo stick
Nigga f*ck the fye we pulling out the fist
Nigga can't even fight, he pulling out the blick
That's cool I got one too
Playing truth or dare, I dare you make a move
Pulling out the fye, that pussy on the move
Saw some fine shit, told that nigga move
Pussy wanna talk that shut, put that nigga on a tee
Pussy wanna talk that shit, now a nigga cant even breathe
Looking for you like nigga where you been
I might stuff that nigga in the Benz
We not cool, we cannot make amends
Try me, that's some shit I do not recommend
(Do not recommend)

I don't hate you bitch I hate it (Huh)
This demon send his ass to Satan (Huh)
This real rap we not playin (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he quaking (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he shaking (Huh)
My youngest nigga in the making (Huh)
She sippin me up just like Quagen (Huh)
Throw him on the pan, we fry him like bacon
When will you come-
"When will you come back to me?"
Prolly when you get a bag
Niggas needa stop that racing
You ran a four f*cking flat and you still came in last
"Bae I know I f*cked up like can we try again?"
No, I made a million off f*cking rapping
That shit is like prolly a sin
I know it's gon take some time
For your brokeass to get you a rack
It's gon take some time
For a pussy to admit he ratted
I can pull up to yo hood 4 damn deep
Walking around with my rachet
I can pull up to the scene, stop asking me questions
Like pussy I don't know what happened
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English

I don't hate you bitch I hate it (Huh)
This demon send his ass to Satan (Huh)
This real rap we not playin (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he quaking (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he shaking (Huh)
My youngest nigga in the making (Huh)
She sippin me up just like Quagen (Huh)
Throw him on the pan, we fry him like bacon
When will you come-
"When will you come back to me?"
Prolly when you get a bag
Niggas needa stop that racing
You ran a four f*cking flat and you still came in last
"Bae I know I f*cked up like can we try again?"
No, I made a million off f*cking rapping
That shit is like prolly a sin
I know it's gon take some time
For your brokeass to get you a rack
It's gon take some time
For a pussy to admit he ratted
I can pull up to yo hood 4 damn deep
Walking around with my rachet
I can pull up to the scene, stop asking me questions
Like pussy I don't know what happened

(Pussy I don't know what happened)
Hit the pit stop real quick
Niggas riding 'round where the f*ck yo stick
Nigga f*ck the fye we pulling out the fist
Nigga can't even fight, he pulling out the blick
That's cool I got one too
Playing truth or dare, I dare you make a move
Pulling out the fye, that pussy on the move
Saw some fine shit, told that nigga move
Pussy wanna talk that shut, put that nigga on a tee
Pussy wanna talk that shit, now a nigga cant even breathe
Looking for you like nigga where you been
I might stuff that nigga in the Benz
We not cool, we cannot make amends
Try me, that's some shit I do not recommend
(Do not recommend)

I don't hate you bitch I hate it (Huh)
This demon send his ass to Satan (Huh)
This real rap we not playin (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he quaking (Huh)
We pull out the fye now he shaking (Huh)
My youngest nigga in the making (Huh)
She sippin me up just like Quagen (Huh)
Throw him on the pan, we fry him like bacon
When will you come-
"When will you come back to me?"
Prolly when you get a bag
Niggas needa stop that racing
You ran a four f*cking flat and you still came in last
"Bae I know I f*cked up like can we try again?"
No, I made a million off f*cking rapping
That shit is like prolly a sin
I know it's gon take some time
For your brokeass to get you a rack
It's gon take some time
For a pussy to admit he ratted
I can pull up to yo hood 4 damn deep
Walking around with my rachet
I can pull up to the scene, stop asking me questions
Like pussy I don't know what happened
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Writer: Adarius Rogan
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