Mac 10 - Hate In Yo Eyes lyrics

You can hear it bumpin through the door
It is a party jumpin on the floor
And from the way it sound it aint no doubt (whassup?)
That the West coast is in yo´ mouth

[Mack 10]
Yeah, yeah
It is all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So po´ me a shot of ´gnac & purple haze me
I am a hustler, gettin cash like crazy
Hard grindin pays me, work ethic is never lazy
Block hugger, the hood raised me
And she, won´t be happy ´til she lays me
No, you never seem to amaze me
So the cheap shot you took at me never even grazed me
My name sparkin like a street king
Cause I mixed, the Hoo-Bang thing with the "Bling Bling"
A whole lot of haters out there it seem
But I flip em all off & keep doin my thing
I am 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 it is drama you want, then it is drama I bring, sing

[Chorus]
Meanwhile I be indeed
and I can still see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes
Cause I am livin like a G you intrigued
and I can still see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes
Never trippin cause it aint nuttin to me
but I can still see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes
Hah, hah, hah - I can see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes

[Mack 10]
Look - you local cats is just small potatoes
No names, cause this addressed to ALL the haters
From the ´Wood, there´s NONE greater
Mack the headliner & y´all are spectators
Remember "Foe Life?" I put the ´Wood in it
And looked out for you when your own hood didn´t
And plus you forgot who was payin your bills
Introduced you to the game & gave you a deal
For me good livin, y´all independently rhymin
You got the hustle game backwards, you nickle & dimin
Oh hip-hop classics? I make em AND got ´em
And yo´ group, aint been heard of past the Bottoms
I cannot go to my turf, & mingle with my G´s
I got one word to say about that one - what? Please
Chickenhawks, y´all aint worth a feather in my wing
And all this hatin just let me know I am doin my thing, sing

[Chorus]

[Interlude: repeat 2X]
Hoo-Bang, Hoo-Ride
All day, all night
Throw dubs, up high
Westside, foe life

[Mack 10]
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, & act so friendly
Walk away with hate & a heart full of envy
Say bruh, what part of the game is that?
You got ways like a dame & how LAME is that?
Actin like a groupie around famous cats
And it is strange, you do not have no shame in that
I got your card playboy, but I aint trippin
You know me, I just roll with the punches & keep it pimpin
Get dough by bunches, donatin & tippin
Let it ride on the Harley, & six-fo´ dippin
Stay real about my scrill if you know what I mean
I am like a leprechaun, I want nuttin BUT green
Avoid the haters, & for the party scene
Copped a rock from the D-R to make the head ring, sing

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Mack 10]
Mack one-oh, Hoo-Bangin´ foe life! And it don´t quit
Take a picture trick; yea, take a picture trick, yeah
It might make ya RICH.. Wessssyde ri-ders, BAY-BAY!!
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh


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