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    "World's Most Hated" Lyrics

    Yukmouth

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    [Talking]
    Introducing, (whoa) the worlds...(it's the world's most hated nigga)
    ...hated nigga, yes, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Y'all niggaz ride Bentley's (Bentley's), not Mercedes (not Mercedes)
    Bentley's (Bentley's), so why y'all niggaz hatin' on me?
    (quit hatin', nigga) Y'all got money (what? what? nigga)

    [Verse 1]
    Mama used to say: "Watch your friends", 'cause they be fake as fuck
    Niggaz smilin' in my face, I'm knowin' they hate my guts
    They hate the way I bust, hate the way I strut
    They wanna take my stuff, kill a nigga to make a buck
    They even hate the way I fuck, 'cause I fuck they ho's
    When I bust, fuck up their flow, Yuk untouchable
    Platinum make a nigga tuck his gold, Ice up his robe
    My lyrics touch your soul, make bitches rush the flow
    I give it to 'em raw, regaurdless of what squad
    I'ma hit 'em hard if they get envolved, break them niggaz off
    Let 'em know I'm rollin' with god, roll with the MOB
    If you fuck with one of us, the whole club about to squab
    Your bitch gettin' shot, even your mama gettin' robbed
    Fuck try'na hold haah, I sold rock, I sold haah
    From the thug spot, coke spot, post up, and tote glocks
    Got it if you snort haah, got it if you smoke rocks
    It don't stop late, niggaz get dropped from labels
    For fuckin' with a nigga that's hot and fatal
    I'm like the henny, rock the cradle to these little ass pre-schooler
    Nursery rhyme niggaz, still ridin' beach cruisers
    Dude, I see through you, 'cause you're plastic
    Bring the beef to you, put the heat to your vlastic
    Fuck the last album, this a classic
    Fags get put inside a casket, cliques get blasted
    by them niggaz tatted with dragons

    [Chorus]
    I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a nigga ball like y'all
    With platinum plaques on my wall?)
    But y'all niggaz platinum, what's mine? (they don't wanna nigga to shine at all
    They wish a young nigga would fall)
    'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
    world's most hated nigga, nigga
    'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
    world's most hated nigga, nigga

    [Verse 2]
    You need to quit it, all I got is 6 digits, you got meal tickets
    Talk slick in your raps, and pillow talk to bitches
    Y'all niggaz ought to quit it, god's my witness
    Or face the consequences, like when Eryka Badu sparks an inscent
    You 'bout to get lalla-byed, rock-a-byed
    Popped the guy, shot the guy, then went in the pockets of his Karl Kani's
    Robbed the guy, got the guy, don't forget to dot your eyes
    Cross me, you got to die, I'ma ride
    MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE PAC ALIVE!
    The Thug lord, prophesize, bring the west back
    Shit on them niggaz with no ex-lax
    Make them bitches eat, check that
    Then put my tape in, make them niggaz respect that
    And stop P.H.in', and congratulatin' the nigga they facin'
    Who went from section 8, to makin' money, listen to revelations
    And Jags and Navigations, Playstation, stay breakin'
    Platinum deuce, conversations to rule a thug nation

    [Chorus]
    I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a nigga ball like y'all
    With platinum plaques on my wall?)
    But y'all niggaz platinum, what's mine? (they don't wanna nigga to shine at all
    They wish a young nigga would fall)
    'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
    world's most hated nigga, nigga
    'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
    world's most hated nigga, nigga

    [Verse 3]
    Come with me, go toe to toe with me
    Still the king of the O. would be that nigga smokin' weed
    Y'all wanna be soulja's sweet like potpouri
    I crust your fuckin' text like a buldozer go hungry like vultures be
    Fake niggaz wish they never spoke on me
    Or said shit about that thug nigga, leavin' they head split, detted
    I'll make you muthafuckaz regret it, get wetted with the gun
    For try'na gas me like unleaded, I ain't the fuckin' one, one, one
    So take that gum out your ass hole
    First round, T.K.O. his ass like "Glass Joe"
    I lash you, harass you, thrash you
    Smash you, blast you, I put holes in your shirt like cash do
    I probably have to stop to find his ass too
    Hit the avenue, in his strip, bullet proof Nav. too, if niggaz was after you
    Try'na catch you niggaz, jack you for puttin' a nigga name in your raps, fool(fag you!)
    Well, that's your ass, dude

    [Chorus]
    I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a nigga ball like y'all
    With platinum plaques on my wall?)
    But y'all niggaz platinum, what's mine? (they don't wanna nigga to shine at all
    They wish a young nigga would fall)
    'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
    world's most hated nigga, nigga
    'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
    world's most hated nigga, nigga

    [Talking]
    There you have it, another muthafuckin' classic
    Nigga, you ride Bentley's (Bentley's), not Mercedes (Not Mercedes)
    Bentley's (Bentley's), nigga quit trippin' on me, bitch
    Quit hatin' on me, bitch, you got all the fuckin' money, nigga
    I ain't the fuckin' one, one, one,
    Nigga, Regime Life, what? what? Regime Life
    My nigga Mad Max: Regime Life
    My nigga LQ: Regime Life
    My nigga Phats Boss: Regime Life
    My nigga Ke Ke: Regime Life
    My nigga C-Bo: Regime Life
    My nigga Diesel Don: Regime Life
    My nigga Gov Matic: Regime Life
    Fuck hater niggaz, you niggaz be bitin' songs, niggaz be hatin' niggaz
    Y'all got all the money, man, make room for the young niggaz
    Let us get some paper, nigga, sit your ass down, nigga, be executive, nigga
    Do your thug thang, nigga, and I'ma do mine
    You stay out my fuckin' way, and I'ma stay out your way, you bitch
    Regime Life, done deal...
    This song was submitted on March 2nd, 2005 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Jerold Ellis, Mike Dean.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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