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Hate the Game Video (MV)




Performed By: J4yy-B
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Jaylynn Bennett




J4yy-B - Hate the Game Lyrics
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I'm on a whole nother mode and a whole nother level
God sent like an angel but keep it hot like the devil
They can't rock how I roll this a whole nother pebble
The Rap Gods speak thru me so I'm really the vessel
That's really speaking some game and hoping people retain
The message I convey and be the one who still remains
The only person to keep it real and never tainted by fame
Stuck to my ways like I'm Parker while I was on Marry Jane
Know some people want my spot cause they be watching and waiting
Claim they showing me some love but really they just be hating
But on the low they don't know they some fans in the making
I got some groupies in the back and I got em saying uh
Diamonds dancing in the light so watch how they gleam
Some off white on this black like cookies and cream
I mean I never seen anyone do like I do
I'm so blessed (so blessed) Like I said Achoo
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same don't need to blame
So stay in your lane
Don't hate the player just hate the game
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same
Don't need to blame
So stay in your lane
Don't hate the player just hate the game
This handle is silly like A.I. in Philly
So cold that it's chilly applying pressure know you gone feel me
Cause really
I need me a milly like Mandy and Billy
The reaper calling on my name steady trying to kill me
It's silly
Your girl wanna feel me she talking so filthy
She know what's the deally
She coming thru and sucking my willie
I'm really
The best in the city J4YY-B the black hippy
Blast off like I'm jimmy
Town on my back like first name was Whitney
This will be
The realest you hearing
So ain't no comparing so who am I fearing
So hard the paralyzed know how I'm feeling
I'm wearing
Louie and Polo I never be dolo
Got goons and my cholos that carry round the stick like its pogo
Like Van Gogh
I paint a picture that's really so vivid
So if you hear me rap about it dog that means I really did it
Hit the game like a pin right thru the middle and I split it
Put a line thru em all no one to spare now its finished
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same don't need to blame
So stay in your lane
Don't hate the player just hate the game
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same don't need to blame
So stay in your lane don't hate the player just hate the game
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I'm on a whole nother mode and a whole nother level
God sent like an angel but keep it hot like the devil
They can't rock how I roll this a whole nother pebble
The Rap Gods speak thru me so I'm really the vessel
That's really speaking some game and hoping people retain
The message I convey and be the one who still remains
The only person to keep it real and never tainted by fame
Stuck to my ways like I'm Parker while I was on Marry Jane
Know some people want my spot cause they be watching and waiting
Claim they showing me some love but really they just be hating
But on the low they don't know they some fans in the making
I got some groupies in the back and I got em saying uh
Diamonds dancing in the light so watch how they gleam
Some off white on this black like cookies and cream
I mean I never seen anyone do like I do
I'm so blessed (so blessed) Like I said Achoo
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same don't need to blame
So stay in your lane
Don't hate the player just hate the game
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same
Don't need to blame
So stay in your lane
Don't hate the player just hate the game
This handle is silly like A.I. in Philly
So cold that it's chilly applying pressure know you gone feel me
Cause really
I need me a milly like Mandy and Billy
The reaper calling on my name steady trying to kill me
It's silly
Your girl wanna feel me she talking so filthy
She know what's the deally
She coming thru and sucking my willie
I'm really
The best in the city J4YY-B the black hippy
Blast off like I'm jimmy
Town on my back like first name was Whitney
This will be
The realest you hearing
So ain't no comparing so who am I fearing
So hard the paralyzed know how I'm feeling
I'm wearing
Louie and Polo I never be dolo
Got goons and my cholos that carry round the stick like its pogo
Like Van Gogh
I paint a picture that's really so vivid
So if you hear me rap about it dog that means I really did it
Hit the game like a pin right thru the middle and I split it
Put a line thru em all no one to spare now its finished
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same don't need to blame
So stay in your lane
Don't hate the player just hate the game
Boom shakalaka boom shakalaka
If cash rules everything boy I need a dollar
Holla
If you feel the same don't need to blame
So stay in your lane don't hate the player just hate the game
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Writer: Jaylynn Bennett
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