Bone Thugs-N-Harmony – “Hatin’ Nation” Lyrics

Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War: WWII: Hatin’ Nation

Krayzie Bone

Playa, playa, playa
Hate me, hate me
Playa, playa, playa
Fuck it
We don’t care

Chorus: Krayzie Bone

Playa hater (hater…)
We know very well
Playa hater (hater…)
Who you are (are)
Playa hater (hater…)
Don’t let ’em smoke your weed
Playa hater (hater…)
Or ride in your car (your car)

Krayzie Bone

Don’t let that murda murda get you man
Don’t let that murda murda get you baby
Don’t let that murda, murda get you man
Yeah yeah yeah
Playa hation has begun to rise
And it’s contagious baby
Better not let it get you man
Hater hater hater
Haters hate and it’s on
It’s on
And if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony,
Perfect harmony
Gather souls
Get up
Get up
And let us move on

Maybe some could follow if their hearts were not so cold to us
Bone come and venture through the family scripture
Flip through every page and you’ll find true niggas like no other kind (kind)
And I’m sick of muthafuckas tryin’ to see the thuggish ruggish
So I went and bought a black Mossberg pump pump for you
Tell me what do you see
Slim nigga in a mask
I’m mad and finna blast dash
Do you know what it means to just leave us
Leave us
Leave us alone
You know we picture endin’ them phony ways
Pretender
You know we picture endin’ them phony ways
Pretender

Layzie Bone

Nigga, won’t be fuckin’ with no haters in the nine-seven
All the way to heaven
That’s my mission
Settin’ up
Ready for the war
In position when the shit jump
Niggas won’t be slippin’
Nigga fallin’ victim
Really what’s happenin’
I’m a victim just ’cause I’m rappin’
Stackin’ my cheese and I’m always packin’
Niggas with nothin’ to lose be cappin’
And I really don’t blame you muthafuckas
It’s true what goes around comes around
Since I did what I did in the past
Got a pipe and the stash
And I’m ready to throw down
Low down dirty muthafuckin’ shame
In a world so cruel
It’s niggas like you
Who just be disrespectin’ the game
Before I had a little money
Niggas was hatin’ me
Jealous for nothin’
Breakin’ my gear and thinkin’ it’s funny
Get around bitches
And niggas be frontin’
But I’m just hustlin’ strugglin’ jugglin’
With a lot of frustrations
Livin’ in this nation of playa hation
What a fucked-up situation I’m facin’

Chorus: Krayzie Bone

Playa hater (hater…)
We know very well
Playa hater (hater…)
Who you are (are)
Playa hater (hater…)
Don’t let ’em smoke your weed
Playa hater (hater…)
Or ride in your car (your car)

Wish Bone

Haters dry your eyes eyes eyes
And hold on
Hold on
‘Cause we’re ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ y’all
We gon’ keep it goin’ strong oh oh
We really thuggish ruggish
You can love us
You can hate us
We can deal with you
But if you niggas come around playa hatin’
Sayin’ hey man them the worse ones
You know like
Take a bitch on you on the low
Spend somethin’ that you’ll call all the time
But that nigga always talkin’ about he could have did somethin’ better than you
Already done did it
Just hatin’
You know and I know who you be
We see all y’all
Playa haters
Fuck y’all
Playa haters
Fuck y’all
Don’t you hate on me
Don’t you hate on me
I’ll put the beam on y’all muthafuckas
I said I’ll put the beam on y’all muthafuckas
Don’t you hate on me
If you spend more time concentrating on your own shit than playa hatin’ mine
You might make something muthafuckas
Hate on
Hate on
Hate on
Hate on
Hate on
Hate on

Krayzie Bone

Playa, playa, playa
Hate me, hate me
Playa, playa, playa
Fuck it
We don’t care

Bizzy Bone

Nigga let’s find more pictures of the scriptures
Missed ’em ’cause they’re despicable
But bitch you’re makin’ millions off my physical residual
Tradtional but mystical
Where were you at when pistols blow
And what about welfare and health care
Well I guess that missed you ho
And I guess you (…?…)
And if there be broke asses knowin’ for the moment
Noticed you ‘fraid ’cause (…?…)

Chorus: Krayzie Bone

Playa hater (hater…)
We know very well
Playa hater (hater…)
Who you are (are)
Playa hater (hater…)
Don’t let ’em smoke your weed
Playa hater (hater…)
Or ride in your car (your car)


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Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War: WWII: Hatin’ Nation