Hate in Yo Eyes
Mack 10 Lyrics


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You can hear it bumpin through the door
It's a party jumpin on the floor
And from the way it sound it ain't no doubt (whassup?)
That the West coast is in yo' mouth

[Mack 10]
Yea, yea
It's all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So po' me a shot of 'gnac and purple haze me
I'm 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 and keep doin my thing
I'm 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's drama you want, then it's 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'm livin like a G you intrigued
and I can still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
Never trippin cause it ain't 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 is NONE greater
Mack the headliner and 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 and gave you a deal
For me good livin, y'all independently rhymin
You got the hustle game backwards, you nickle and dimin
Oh hip-hop classics? I make 'em AND got 'em
And yo' group, ain't been heard of past the Bottoms
I can't go to my turf, and mingle with my G's
I got one word to say about that one - what? Please
Chickenhawks, y'all ain't worth a feather in my wing
And all this hatin just let me know I'm 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, and act so friendly
Walk away with hate and a heart full of envy
Say bruh, what part of the game is that?
You got ways like a dame and how LAME is that?
Actin like a groupie around famous cats
And it's strange, you don't have no shame in that
I got your card playboy, but I ain't trippin
You know me, I just roll with the punches and keep it pimpin
Get dough by bunches, donatin and tippin
Let it ride on the Harley, and six-fo' dippin
Stay real about my scrill if you know what I mean
I'm like a leprechaun, I want nuttin BUT green
Avoid the haters, and for the party scene
Copped a rock from the D-are 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; yeah, take a picture trick, yea




It might make ya RICH.. Wessssyde ri-ders, BAY-BAY!!
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mack 10's "Hate in Yo Eyes" describe a party where West Coast music is dominating the scene. Mack 10 asserts his dominance and confidence as a hustler, moving past any attempts to bring him down with hate. He calls out his haters in the music industry, asking them what part of the game is showing envy towards his success. Mack 10 believes that he is a leader and a force to be reckoned with, and even when he encounters drama, he is still on top, still seeing the hate in his enemies' eyes. Throughout the song, Mack 10 demonstrates his strong persona and determination to the West Coast lifestyle.


At its core, "Hate in Yo Eyes" is about Mack 10's domination in the West Coast music scene. The song exists in a significant moment in the history of West Coast hip-hop. After the shooting of Tupac Shakur in 1996, much of the genre's biggest stars (Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, etc.) went into hiding, leaving an opening for new artists to take center stage. Mack 10 was one of these artists who stepped into the role, releasing his debut album "Mack 10" in 1995. Since then, he became one of the most popular rappers on the scene, and "Hate in Yo Eyes" served as a statement of his dominance.


The song incorporates many themes and messages that are popular in West Coast rap, such as loyalty, gangsters, and money. The song also includes some signature phrases that would later become staples in West Coast hip-hop, such as "Bling Bling" and "Hoo-Bang." Mack 10's confident persona and refusal to give up in the face of hardship has contributed to the enduring popularity of the song among West Coast hip-hop fans.


Line by Line Meaning

You can hear it bumpin through the door
The music is loud and can be heard outside of the room


It's a party jumpin on the floor
There is a fun and lively party happening in the room


And from the way it sound it ain't no doubt (whassup?) That the West coast is in yo' mouth
The music is representative of the West Coast sound and culture


Yea, yea It's all gravy, petty cash never fades me So po' me a shot of 'gnac and purple haze me
The artist is unbothered by small sums of money and celebrates with alcohol


I'm a hustler, gettin cash like crazy Hard grindin pays me, work ethic is never lazy
The artist is a dedicated worker and earns a lot of money from hard work


Block hugger, the hood raised me And she, won't be happy 'til she lays me
The artist is from the hood and the neighborhood has shaped who he is; he is also promiscuous


No, you never seem to amaze me So the cheap shot you took at me never even grazed me
The artist is unimpressed by haters who attempt to bring him down


My name sparkin like a street king Cause I mixed, the Hoo-Bang thing with the "Bling Bling"
The artist has made a name for himself by blending two popular styles


A whole lot of haters out there it seem But I flip 'em all off and keep doin my thing
Many people dislike the artist, but he continues to remain true to himself


I'm a boss about, when I Inglewood swing Rocked out from my ear down to my pinkie ring
The artist has power and influence in his neighborhood and flaunts his wealth and style


Meanwhile I be indeed and I can still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes Cause I'm livin like a G you intrigued and I can still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes Never trippin cause it ain't 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
The artist sees that people dislike him but he is unbothered because he is living a luxurious and successful lifestyle


Look - you local cats is just small potatoes No names, cause this addressed to ALL the haters From the 'Wood, there is NONE greater Mack the headliner and y'all are spectators
The artist does not view his haters as significant or worth naming and instead boasts about his status as a successful headliner


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 and gave you a deal
The artist helped others with their careers and is being disrespected by those he has helped


For me good livin, y'all independently rhymin You got the hustle game backwards, you nickle and dimin Oh hip-hop classics? I make 'em AND got 'em And yo' group, ain't been heard of past the Bottoms
The artist is more successful than those who dislike him and is responsible for creating and producing classic hip-hop music


I can't go to my turf, and mingle with my G's I got one word to say about that one - what? Please Chickenhawks, y'all ain't worth a feather in my wing And all this hatin just let me know I'm doin my thing, sing
The artist is above hanging out with certain people from his area and views his haters as insignificant


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, and act so friendly Walk away with hate and a heart full of envy
People dislike the artist because of his wealth and style and pretend to like him to his face


Actin like a groupie around famous cats And it's strange, you don't have no shame in that I got your card playboy, but I ain't trippin You know me, I just roll with the punches and keep it pimpin
People are acting strangely around the artist, but he is not bothered and continues to act confidently


Stay real about my scrill if you know what I mean I'm like a leprechaun, I want nuttin BUT green Avoid the haters, and for the party scene Copped a rock from the D-are to make the head ring, sing
The artist is focused on making money and avoiding negativity while also having fun at parties


Mack one-oh, Hoo-Bangin' foe life! And it don't quit Take a picture trick; yeah, take a picture trick, yea It might make ya RICH.. Wessssyde ri-ders, BAY-BAY!! Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
The artist boasts about his affiliation with Hoo-Bangin' and references West Coast culture




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BARRY GIBB, ANDRE YOUNG, MAURICE GIBB, ROBIN GIBB, DEDRICK ROLISON

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