Tonart: Ab major
Verse 1
G
Why you wanna play hate on me?
Em
G
Em
G
Oh, baby
Em
G
Em
C
G
D
Em
G
Oh, yeah, yeah
Em
C
G
Why you wanna play
Em
G
hate on me?
Nobody can help him, so welcome
D
Em
to the land of ski masses
G
We blasses, and bust a couple
of caps up and think we gasses
Eb
The dust that's being kicked up,
Em
C
and yuck is down to lick up
G
Do a stick up, better arm a truck,
pick up, then get up
Eb
Em
G
About the scenery, stocked up, watch out,
soda block up with creamery
Got cream, got bling,
D
Em
C
got fiends on my team like a game to dream
G
And whole swing on my ding -a -ling
Something tremendous,
Hate me, I keep the safety
Em
G
Hold it in focus, fools didn't used to trip
All on my dick when I was the brokest
D
But, notice I got a little male now
Em
Cause everybody bump
C
G
L -U -N -I -Z like hell now
You just a bust of brown and blood,
you know
Em
Push red and faulty rumors
Like
Club
Nouveau, really though
C
G
Em
G
Em
Why you wanna play a hate on me?
G
D
Em
G
Why you wanna play a hate on me?
D
Why you play, why you wanna,
G
Em
Play your hate on me
G
D
Em
G
Why you wanna, play your hate on me?
I got stuck,
Eb
keep my business to myself
Em
G
Cause haters talk mo' lip and gets hard
to spread rumors when they loaded
Hatin' to get your grill exploded,
G
The first thing I heard,
I stole a credit card from
Chris
Webber
B
I never do that, but who's that?
And next
Em
D
I heard him ridin' around smokin'
G
crack in the back of my homie's
Lex
B
And beat a broke as s, no cash,
D
G
That's why the town got rid of show
I thank you
Buster
D
Em
Browns, need to wise up
G
Before we ride up, stop,
sew up your block and sew them lives up
D
Em
Once, twice, three times
G
I'll get your buck with a nine
I thought the hatin' would stop,
Eb
Em
but the rumors are passin' still
G
Sounds like that bus that I plugged
mojo's and massing
D
Em
You need to stop hatin' on
The
G
C -N -O -T -E -D -R -U and the
L -U -N -I -C
Em
G
D
Em
G
Why you wanna play a
C
G
D
Em
hate
C
G
D
Em
Why you wanna play
G
C
G
a hate on me?
B
C
Em
Breakin' down, oh yeah
G
C
Em
G
For the loonies an d their homies
C
Em
I am here to let you know
Em
G
So loonies, move low, move low
D
Em
Let me tell your ass a story, yes
C
G
They just be hatin' to the fullest
But you can miss me with that
B .S. that you stress
Em
C
you have to take the spit up
G
Chest get lit up, fool, that's a rigor
D
Now I think the whole world knows me
Em
Not what they should know
sellin' crack is what I'm good for
Eb
Em
Hangin' in the hood for so long,
G
Bitches snitchin' busters hard
Eb
Em
talk for a minute?
G
You're all gon' be offended
I'll be there hand -to -hand
than in the pencil
Eb
Em
And it all be so simple like poutine
to get poutine from a nympho
I'ma keep sayin' don't get mad
D
Em
because you can't grow
C
But I'm still gon' spit it,
G
cause you still don't get it
D
If it ain't noted, don't quote it
Em
C
G
Haters, when it came to common sense,
you was showed it
I don't understand
D
Em
G
Why you wanna play the hate on me?
Em
G
the hate on me?
C
G
why you wanna hate on me?
Eb
C
G
Why you wanna, hate on me?
G
Why you wanna, hate on me?
Why you wanna, you wanna hate on me?
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