Haterz Everywhere [feat. Rich Boy] – B.o.B – letras

We got em goin down for the countLookin at the groundDas why we got haterzDas why we got haterzHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we go, where we go,Haterz goin down for the count (one)Lookin at da ground (two)I think your a haterI think your a haterHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we go, where we go,Haterz goin down for the count[b.O.B.]Yes sir, its the beast from de¬caturCant see en¬e¬mies or the haterzRe¬al sharp on my thing like a ra¬zorBlade come clean like a shape upSo guess i got a game of tape upBut ev¬ery¬body gonna feel the need to say sumthinBut can’t speak up when¬ev¬er you face emThats what you call mi¬cro¬phone gangstasYea i got em ok¬ie dokeYea i’m raw you know my flowCuz folk be actin hard like a vi¬a¬gra over¬doseTalkin that noise on all dem songsA bun¬cha lil boys but you all look grownThose nig¬gas there and these nig¬gas hereBut it re¬al¬ly don’t mat¬ta cuz they all just clonesGot to school, read a book, be a lawyerHell yeah man i’m all for the causeAnd i aint try¬na get in¬volved with tha law sirBut a nig¬ga still get caught wit the moss burgsAnd that just aint a threat on the songDon’t get it wrong im pro¬tect¬ing my ownCuz nig¬gas that slip they don’t last longWe got em goin down for the countLookin at the groundDas why we got haterzDas why we got haterzHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we go, where we go,Haterz goin down for the count (one)Lookin at da ground (two)I think your a haterI think your a haterHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we go, where we go,Haterz goin down for the count[rich boy ](look at them mutha¬fuck¬az)Look up in the sky its a bird its a planeNo, guess whos donk, ridin su¬per high up on them thangz so look up! Im in my chevy get¬tin sky milezWhile you count your lil stackz, im run¬nin through theseGreen pilesHaterz ne¬va smile (no) al¬ways talkin downThe more you start comin up the more they come around (so) um¬ma, um¬ma play¬er you a fuckin haterSo just do me a fa¬vor and tell that to me lat¬erAll that hatin have you smellin like some sour milkSee you walk with fedex and ne¬va eva shipHaterz tryin to sack the play¬er like a quar¬ter backIf you or¬der, peep up out the menu, we gon sell you thatBeen a play¬er way back be¬fore tha rap thangIts zone 4 new mon¬ey haterz keep the changeB.O.B. And rich boy we on that greg streetI got the hater test for that p.H.I.V.We got em goin down for the countLookin at the groundDas why we got haterzDas why we got haterzHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we go, where we go,Haterz goin down for the count (one)Lookin at da ground (two)I think your a haterI think your a haterHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we goHaterz ev¬ery¬where we go, where we go,Haterz goin down for the count