Yeah, yeah
Itâs all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So pour me a shot of âgnac and purple haze me
Iâm a hustler, gettinâ cash like crazy
Hard grindinâ pays me, work ethic is never lazy
Block hugger, the hood raised me
And she, wonât be happy till she lays me
No, you never seem to amaze me
So the cheap shot you took at me never even grazed me
âCause my name sparkinâ like a street king
âCause I mixed the Hoo-Bang thing with the bling bling
A whole lot of haters out there, it seem
But I flip âem all off and keep doinâ my thing
Iâm a boss about when I Inglewood swing
Rocked out from my ear down to my pinkie ring
Now ding-ding, let the bell ring
And if itâs drama you want, then itâs drama I bring, sing
Itâs me you wanna be, indeed
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
âCause Iâm livinâ like a G, you intrigued
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Never trippinâ âcause it ainât nothinâ to me
But I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I could see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Look, you local cats is just small potatoes
No names âcause this addressed to all the haters
From the Wood, there is none greater
Mack the headliner and yâall are spectators
Remember âFoe Lifeâ I put the Wood in it
And looked out for you when your own hood didnât
And plus you forgot who was payinâ your bills
Introduced you to the game and gave you a deal
For me good livinâ, yâall independently rhyminâ
You got the hustle game backwards, you nickel and diminâ
Oh, hip-hop classics, I make âem and got âem
And your group, ainât been heard of past the bottoms
I canât go to my turf and mingle with my Gs
I got one word to say about that one (What?) âPleaseâ
Chicken hawks, yâall ainât worth a feather in my wing
And all this hatinâ just let me know Iâm doinâ my thing, sing
Itâs me you wanna be, indeed
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
âCause Iâm livinâ like a G, you intrigued
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Never trippinâ âcause it ainât nothinâ to me
But I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I could see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Hoo-Bang, Hoo ride
All day, all night
Throw dubs up high
Westside foe life
Hoo-Bang, Hoo ride
All day, all night
Throw dubs up high
Westside foe life
Now tell me, is it the deuce-ones on the Bentley
The lowriders, the mansions, is that why you resent me
Smile in my face and act so friendly
Walk away with hate and a heart full of envy
Say bro, what part of the game is that
You got ways like a dame and how lame is that
Actinâ like a groupie around famous cats
And itâs strange, you donât have no shame in that
I got your card, playboy, but I ainât trippinâ
You know me, I just roll with the punches and keep it pimpinâ
Get dough by bunches, donatinâ and tippinâ
Let it ride on the Harley, and 6-4 dippinâ
Stay real about my scrill if you know what I mean
Iâm like a leprechaun, I want nothinâ but green
Avoid the haters and for the party scene
Copped a rock from the D-R to make their heads ring, sing
Itâs me you wanna be, indeed
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
âCause Iâm livinâ like a G, you intrigued
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Never trippinâ âcause it ainât nothinâ to me
But I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I could see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Itâs me you wanna be, indeed
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
âCause Iâm livinâ like a G, you intrigued
And I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Never trippinâ âcause it ainât nothinâ to me
But I could still see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I could see the hate in yoâ eyes, hate in yoâ eyes
Mack 1-O, Hoo-Banginâ foe life
And it donât quit
Take a picture trick, yeah
Take a picture trick, yeah
It might make you rich
Westside riders, baby
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
