Gangsta Haters E

It's me going through this H-A-T-E, S-T-R-A-P whatever I may be. I'm familiar, nigga. I have no time for new friends. I hear the hate. Them cowards want off me. They want again. Now I wait. I pour up a eighth and concentrate. Bush mistakes got me saving every dime that I Make. Went broke but didn't break. Got it back in a day like, "Yeah, Now what the fuck you got to say? Get out my way." Pull over when you see This fire truck. The first thing your own fans Ask you is, "How's Buck?" It eats you up. Soon as you heard enough, Then you erupt. Here come the hate, but now It's too late 'cause I'm too much. I want the cake. When I'm not hungry, you Can have my plate. Fuck the world. This Cashville and Tennekee my state. Just left Austin, got off Wilmington, Made a left, and dogged Harley Davidson truck by My goddamn self. Thuggin' to death, yep. What in this world happened? What's happening to this world today? Is there any love Left? What in this world happened? What's happening to this world today? Is there