Hater
N.A.T. Lyrics


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[Krayzie] All my niggas, my niggas, my niggas...
Killa, me killa, me killa, me killa, me killa
[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine?
[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine.

[Flesh]
Nowadays, make me go to pack a pump,
When I'm tryin' to stay thuggin' it.
In the way, playa haters see me, get a grudge,
What's on they mind?
Nigga, that's sluggin' it.
Got a feelin' to swang, hang, bang.
Had a bullet headed to the top, drop,
And the playa haters same old, Mo Thug, Bone.
Nigga roll, strut these nuts, get a pap
Tossed in the Cuyahoga river, slain.
Test the fifth dawg,
Slip the clip in, rollin' on,
Yellin' off murda mo.
Better jump in the ,
Now we're (looted thugs, smug,) here I go.
Let's serve them hos,
It's on, niggas, sick of this hater-ism.
How my gat gonna try to keep comin'.
Ain't it hard dealin', slangin' dope?
Fill the block with the niggas here, to run off the Bone.
Well, here we go with the untouched feelin', rythym.
Hos feelin' a nigga to put in their eardrum.
Every now and then fall into .
Stand the post when the Bone .
Runnin' through the one under the top lock.
Gotta creep how we hoop,
And shot the rock through the bomb-ass house, party jumpin'.
Look in the hood, last stop, and we won't stop.
One got dropped, oh, why deadly, oh, so deadly.
Throwin' these thangs in a Gang of people, mine.
Runnin' up on me, it'll be dreadful.
Flesh come to be the boss with pride, no time.

[Layzie]
You got the clout.
You got the clout,
So much clout, Mo Thug is what it's all about,
And I'm livin' in a nation of abomination.
Suppress the playa hatin' on a mission till the million see me.
Sucka situation, should I be personally waitin' for
These party poopin', fakin' muthafuckas mistakin'?
Play me like I'm loose, when ya need to get your shit right,
'Cause I got my shit tight.
Fuckin' with a nigga a thousand proof,
And I'm raisin' the roof when I'm startin' this fistfight.
Set it off, that's me, O
T-H-U-G, original thug.
From the C-town, outlaw squad,
You niggas can't touch me with a ten-foot rod,
'Cause I'm rollin' with God.
Peace be still, peace be still, make a move,
And I'll have to hurt ya, dog.
If I got the time, then I'm a repent that.
The devil want to make me murda,
Layzie, Layzie, lately my mind be goin' crazy.
Save your soul.
Oh, what can I do?
Tell me, what can I do?
Got me holdin' my gun with persistence.
Show these judgin' niggas no resistance.
I'm a hit you with a beam at a distance.
In a instance, this shit is gonna change, and I'm in this.

[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine?
[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine.

[Krayzie]
Nigga, gon' get pap pap and put in a coffin.
Now, why must we playa hate?
'Cause a nigga crept on a come up,
And brought all my niggas with us from day one, they roll.
Ya know, what a nigga want to test me for?
Bless me soul, all, and that's for the jealous bustas
Who said that Eazy would fuck us.
Everytime I pull up on the block
To smoke with my partners, outta Red Dog,
You got me some . Got some.
Niggas is trippin' on your niggas, spendin' cash, money,
For the five-double-o-Benz's,
And I'll bet that they schemin' to rob me.
They plot me that one-eight-seven.
They got me all fucked up, fucked up.
Krayzie be pinnin' when niggas be trippin', they down with us,
Act like it, the money, the fame,
And the weed, and the drink.
Nigga, let's sweat they thang.
My thugstas spit ya game,
Buck 'em all down with the fo'-fo' blows.
They're so far away, kill 'em all, kill 'em all.
Well, if I could teach the world to be, (to be,)
A muthafuckin' thug, in perfect harmony,
Harmony, harmony, harmony.
In state to state, in state to state;
Everywhere they playa hate, they playa hate.
Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em.

[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine?
[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine.

[Flesh]
Take a look in the trunk,
We got what all you need on the double nine.
Better go with your heaters.
Got killas to meet you, greet you.
Y'all come creepin' through the cut.
See the Bone, now me stick a lick up.
Come up good when they stick you, waitin' for the day.
So you done got me flippin' on coppers and all,
Got a nigga frustrated.
I hate it, got me aggravated, trip to Hell,
And it's murda, my Lord.
Tossed in the coffin for fuckin' with the fifth.
It ain't easy, seein' 'em wig-split up on the curb.
Pump my humps on two-two-five, when I kick the rhyme.
That's five points on the Richter scale and a hell-a herb.
If Flesh overheard you was hatin', talkin' not to my face,
Better hope, pray, for me ready, I pick up place, spray the A-K.
Everyday be the same on a level, too, shovels graves.
In the sight of a psychopath, T-E-C and lead 'em all dead,
Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun.
Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust.
Gonna rush when I bust, had to get a little trigger happy,
And I got a lot of my daddy in me.
Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out,
Ask me, and I'll be gladly to let ya know what it is, the deal.
That's if you can handle it, without turnin' playa hater.
Later, so keep it real.
Muthafuckas, that's on the real.

[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time.
[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine?
[Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
[Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time.




[Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to N.A.T.'s song Hater discuss the struggles of dealing with haters on a daily basis. The song features multiple rappers who express their frustrations and anger towards those who hate on their success. The lyrics are packed with aggression and bravado, as the rappers assert their dominance over their enemies. Krayzie questions why he needs a glock nine to deal with haters, while Flesh talks about feeling the need to carry a gun for protection. The song presents a negative view of the world, where haters are constantly trying to bring you down and you have to be tough to survive.


The overall message of the song is that you have to be strong and resilient in the face of adversity. The lyrics suggest that the rappers have been through a lot and have had to fight hard to get where they are today. They are not going to let anyone bring them down, and they will do whatever it takes to protect themselves and their success. The song is an anthem for anyone who has ever felt like they are being held back by haters, and it encourages them to keep pushing forward.


Line by Line Meaning

All my niggas, my niggas, my niggas...
I am surrounded by loyal friends and allies.


Killa, me killa, me killa, me killa, me killa
I am a formidable force, ready to eliminate my enemies.


Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
Why do we constantly have to face negativity and people who dislike us?


Time after time, after time.
Again and again, without pause.


Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
Oh God, why are we constantly confronted with those who despise us?


Why must I got the glock nine?
Why do I have to carry a firearm for protection?


Time after time, after time, time after time.
Repeatedly and without respite.


Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine.
Join me on a journey through the streets of East ninety-nine.


Nowadays, make me go to pack a pump,
In the current times, I feel the need to carry a weapon.


When I'm tryin' to stay thuggin' it.
Despite my efforts to maintain a tough and resilient persona.


In the way, playa haters see me, get a grudge,
The presence of jealous individuals provokes feelings of resentment towards me.


What's on they mind?
What are they thinking?


Nigga, that's sluggin' it.
They are contemplating violence against me.


Got a feelin' to swang, hang, bang.
I am tempted to engage in reckless and aggressive behavior.


Had a bullet headed to the top, drop,
A bullet was on its way to hit me and potentially end my life.


And the playa haters same old, Mo Thug, Bone.
The haters continue to hold the same negative opinions about my group, Mo Thug, and Bone Thugs-N-Harmony.


Nigga roll, strut these nuts, get a pap
They should go away and leave me alone, as they are insignificant and bothersome.


Tossed in the Cuyahoga river, slain.
I would not hesitate to dispose of them in a ruthless manner.


Test the fifth dawg,
If they challenge me, they will face the consequences.


Slip the clip in, rollin' on,
I am prepared to load my gun and confront any potential threats.


Yellin' off murda mo.
Expressing my dedication to violence and aggression.


Better jump in the ,
They should quickly join my side to avoid facing my wrath.


Now we're (looted thugs, smug,) here I go.
Now I am ready to take action with a group of fearless and confident individuals.


Let's serve them hos,
Let's show them who is in control and assert our dominance.


It's on, niggas, sick of this hater-ism.
I am tired of dealing with all this hatred and envy.


How my gat gonna try to keep comin'.
I am prepared to fend off any threats that come my way.


Ain't it hard dealin', slangin' dope?
Isn't it difficult to face the dangers and risks associated with drug dealing?


Fill the block with the niggas here, to run off the Bone.
I am surrounded by my crew, ready to defend our reputation and territory.


Well, here we go with the untouched feelin', rythym.
We are about to engage in a relentless and unstoppable flow of music and energy.


Hos feelin' a nigga to put in their eardrum.
Listeners are captivated by the words and sounds I deliver to their ears.


Every now and then fall into .
Occasionally, we find ourselves succumbing to temptation and negative influences.


Stand the post when the Bone .
We remain vigilant and steadfast in our commitment to the Bone Thugs-N-Harmony group.


Runnin' through the one under the top lock.
Navigating through dangerous situations and overcoming obstacles.


Gotta creep how we hoop,
We must move cautiously and slyly, just like a basketball player on the court.


And shot the rock through the bomb-ass house, party jumpin'.
We successfully bring energy and excitement to a party or gathering.


Look in the hood, last stop, and we won't stop.
We observe our surroundings in the neighborhood, never giving up or backing down.


One got dropped, oh, why deadly, oh, so deadly.
Someone was killed, and we reflect on the reality of the deadly consequences of our lifestyle.


Throwin' these thangs in a Gang of people, mine.
We are causing a commotion and making an impact among a large group of people.


Runnin' up on me, it'll be dreadful.
Approaching me with ill intentions will result in dire consequences.


Flesh come to be the boss with pride, no time.
Flesh takes charge and asserts his leadership without hesitation or delay.


You got the clout.
You have influence and power.


So much clout, Mo Thug is what it's all about.
Mo Thug is a respected and revered entity that demands attention and respect.


And I'm livin' in a nation of abomination.
I find myself surrounded by a society filled with distasteful and immoral acts.


Suppress the playa hatin' on a mission till the million see me.
I am determined to overcome the negative attitudes and actions of those who envy me until I achieve success and gain recognition from millions.


Sucka situation, should I be personally waitin' for
I find myself in a frustrating situation, contemplating whether or not I should take matters into my own hands.


These party poopin', fakin' muthafuckas mistakin'?
Are these individuals trying to ruin the fun and deceive us?


Play me like I'm loose, when ya need to get your shit right,
They underestimate me and disrespect me, even when they should be focused on improving themselves.


'Cause I got my shit tight.
I have everything under control and well-organized.


Fuckin' with a nigga a thousand proof,
Messing with me is like dealing with the highest level of truth and authenticity.


And I'm raisin' the roof when I'm startin' this fistfight.
I am ready to cause a ruckus and fight for what I believe in.


Set it off, that's me, O
I am the one who ignites the conflict or action.


T-H-U-G, original thug.
I embody the true essence and spirit of a thug.


From the C-town, outlaw squad,
Representing my crew from Cleveland, we are the outlaws who defy conventional rules.


You niggas can't touch me with a ten-foot rod,
No one can harm me or reach me, even with a long pole.


'Cause I'm rollin' with God.
I have the support and protection of a higher power.


Peace be still, peace be still, make a move,
Maintain calmness and tranquility, but do not mistake it for weakness.


And I'll have to hurt ya, dog.
If necessary, I will inflict harm upon you.


If I got the time, then I'm a repent that.
Given the opportunity, I will make amends for my actions.


The devil want to make me murda,
Evil influences and temptations try to provoke me to commit acts of violence.


Layzie, Layzie, lately my mind be goin' crazy.
Lately, my thoughts and emotions have been turbulent and chaotic, Layzie represents this inner turmoil.


Save your soul.
Protect and preserve your inner being and spirituality.


Oh, what can I do?
I am unsure of how to navigate and overcome my current difficulties.


Tell me, what can I do?
I am seeking guidance and advice on how to handle my situation.


Got me holdin' my gun with persistence.
I am constantly clutching my weapon, prepared for any potential threats.


Show these judgin' niggas no resistance.
I refuse to let the judgmental and critical opinions of others affect me or my actions.


I'm a hit you with a beam at a distance.
I will harm you from afar with a laser-like precision.


In a instance, this shit is gonna change, and I'm in this.
In a moment, everything will transform, and I am fully invested in this process of change and transformation.


Take a look in the trunk,
Examine what I have stored in the trunk of my car.


We got what all you need on the double nine.
We possess and provide everything you could possibly need in abundance.


Better go with your heaters.
You should arm yourself with firearms for protection.


Got killas to meet you, greet you.
We have dangerous individuals who are eager to encounter and confront you.


Y'all come creepin' through the cut.
You all approach quietly and discreetly through the hidden path.


See the Bone, now me stick a lick up.
Upon encountering Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, you will face a sudden and unexpected attack.


Come up good when they stick you, waitin' for the day.
We will emerge victorious when we ambush and overpower you, as we have long waited for this moment.


So you done got me flippin' on coppers and all,
You have provoked me to retaliate against law enforcement and anyone who poses a threat to me.


Got a nigga frustrated.
I am feeling annoyed and irritated.


I hate it, got me aggravated, trip to Hell,
I despise the current circumstances, and it has caused me intense frustration and anger, leading me down a darker path.


And it's murda, my Lord.
The situation has escalated to the point of potential violence and death.


Tossed in the coffin for fuckin' with the fifth.
I will dispose of anyone who dares to challenge or provoke me, with the assistance of my firearm.


It ain't easy, seein' 'em wig-split up on the curb.
Witnessing individuals suffer violent deaths is a difficult and unsettling experience.


Pump my humps on two-two-five, when I kick the rhyme.
I elevate my energy and intensify my delivery when I perform and rap on 225th street.


That's five points on the Richter scale and a hell-a herb.
My impact and influence are so powerful that they could be compared to an earthquake measuring 5 on the Richter scale and a large, potent marijuana plant.


If Flesh overheard you was hatin', talkin' not to my face,
If Flesh became aware that you were spreading negativity and speaking ill of him behind his back,


Better hope, pray, for me ready, I pick up place, spray the A-K.
You should be prepared, pray for salvation, because Flesh is ready to retaliate and unleash his weapon, an AK-47.


Everyday be the same on a level, too, shovels graves.
Everyday life is filled with constant danger and the need for self-preservation, even to the extent of burying those who oppose us.


In the sight of a psychopath, T-E-C and lead 'em all dead,
In the presence of a psychopath like me, a technique and weapon will leave everyone lifeless.


Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun.
I am deadlier and more ruthless than a Mafia boss like John Gotti armed with a Thompson submachine gun.


Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust.
I will quickly and aggressively attack, then rapidly flee while creating chaos and leaving a trail of disturbance.


Gonna rush when I bust, had to get a little trigger happy,
I will act swiftly and impulsively when I use my firearm, as I have succumbed to a heightened state of aggression.


And I got a lot of my daddy in me.
I have inherited many traits and characteristics from my father, including a predisposition towards violence.


Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out,
I possess the genetic makeup of a warrior, which fuels my actions and choices.


Ask me, and I'll be gladly to let ya know what it is, the deal.
If you inquire, I will eagerly and openly explain the true nature of our situation and circumstances.


That's if you can handle it, without turnin' playa hater.
Of course, this is only if you are capable of comprehending and accepting it, without succumbing to jealousy and animosity.


Later, so keep it real.
In the future, maintain genuineness and authenticity.


Muthafuckas, that's on the real.
This is a sincere and genuine statement, directed towards those who doubt or challenge me.


Nigga, gon' get pap pap and put in a coffin.
You will face the consequence of death if you continue to provoke and antagonize me.


Now, why must we playa hate?
Why do we feel the need to express hatred and negativity towards others?


'Cause a nigga crept on a come up,
Because I have had success and made progress, despite the obstacles and challenges I faced.


And brought all my niggas with us from day one, they roll.
I have remained loyal and brought my closest friends and allies with me since the beginning of my journey.


Ya know, what a nigga want to test me for?
Why does someone want to challenge me or doubt my abilities?


Bless me soul, all, and that's for the jealous bustas
May my soul be protected and blessed, especially from those who are envious and seek to harm me.


Who said that Eazy would fuck us.
Those who doubted that Eazy-E, a fellow rapper, would support and promote us.


Everytime I pull up on the block
Whenever I arrive in the neighborhood


To smoke with my partners, outta Red Dog,
To spend time with my friends and associates, enjoying Red Dog beer.


You got me some , Got some.
You provided me with some marijuana, thank you.


Niggas is trippin' on your niggas, spendin' cash, money,
Others are envious or critical of us for spending our money freely.


For the five-double-o-Benz's,
We spend our money on luxurious and expensive Mercedes-Benz cars.


And I'll bet that they schemin' to rob me.
I am confident that they are plotting and planning to steal from me.


They plot me that one-eight-seven.
They are conspiring and scheming to murder me, a code 187, which is a police code for homicide.


They got me all fucked up, fucked up.
They have completely misunderstood and underestimated me.


Krayzie be pinnin' when niggas be trippin', they down with us,
When others doubt and criticize us, Krayzie expresses his thoughts and emotions through his lyrics, staying true to our cause.


Act like it, the money, the fame, And the weed, and the drink.
They pretend to be indifferent or unaffected by the riches, fame, marijuana, and alcohol we possess.


Nigga, let's sweat they thang.
Why don't we expose their true intentions and make them uncomfortable?


My thugstas spit ya game,
My fellow thugs, let's express our thoughts and emotions through our powerful lyrics.


Buck 'em all down with the fo'-fo' blows.
Let's confront and defeat all our enemies with the powerful impact of .44 Magnum bullets.


They're so far away, kill 'em all, kill 'em all.
Our enemies are distant and separated, but we will eliminate each and every one of them.


Well, if I could teach the world to be, (to be,)
If I had the ability to enlighten and educate everyone on how to become,


A muthafuckin' thug, in perfect harmony, Harmony, harmony, harmony.
A thug, living in complete unity and synchronization.


In state to state, in state to state;
In every state and location we travel to,


Everywhere they playa hate, they playa hate.
Regardless of the destination, there will always be those who express hatred and negativity towards us.


Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em.
Confront them, defeat them, and utterly disregard them.


Take a look in the trunk,
Examine what I have stored in the trunk of my car.


We got what all you need on the double nine.
We possess and provide everything you could possibly need in abundance.


Better go with your heaters.
You should arm yourself with firearms for protection.


Got killas to meet you, greet you.
We have dangerous individuals who are eager to encounter and confront you.


Y'all come creepin' through the cut.
You all approach quietly and discreetly through the hidden path.


See the Bone, now me stick a lick up.
Upon encountering Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, you will face a sudden and unexpected attack.


Come up good when they stick you, waitin' for the day.
We will emerge victorious when we ambush and overpower you, as we have long waited for this moment.


So you done got me flippin' on coppers and all,
You have provoked me to retaliate against law enforcement and anyone who poses a threat to me.


Got a nigga frustrated.
I am feeling annoyed and irritated.


I hate it, got me aggravated, trip to Hell,
I despise the current circumstances, and it has caused me intense frustration and anger, leading me down a darker path.


And it's murda, my Lord.
The situation has escalated to the point of potential violence and death.


Tossed in the coffin for fuckin' with the fifth.
I will dispose of anyone who dares to challenge or provoke me, with the assistance of my firearm.


It ain't easy, seein' 'em wig-split up on the curb.
Witnessing individuals suffer violent deaths is a difficult and unsettling experience.


Pump my humps on two-two-five, when I kick the rhyme.
I elevate my energy and intensify my delivery when I perform and rap on 225th street.


That's five points on the Richter scale and a hell-a herb.
My impact and influence are so powerful that they could be compared to an earthquake measuring 5 on the Richter scale and a large, potent marijuana plant.


If Flesh overheard you was hatin', talkin' not to my face,
If Flesh became aware that you were spreading negativity and speaking ill of him behind his back,


Better hope, pray, for me ready, I pick up place, spray the A-K.
You should be prepared, pray for salvation, because Flesh is ready to retaliate and unleash his weapon, an AK-47.


Everyday be the same on a level, too, shovels graves.
Everyday life is filled with constant danger and the need for self-preservation, even to the extent of burying those who oppose us.


In the sight of a psychopath, T-E-C and lead 'em all dead,
In the presence of a psychopath like me, a technique and weapon will leave everyone lifeless.


Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun.
I am deadlier and more ruthless than a Mafia boss like John Gotti armed with a Thompson submachine gun.


Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust.
I will quickly and aggressively attack, then rapidly flee while creating chaos and leaving a trail of disturbance.


Gonna rush when I bust, had to get a little trigger happy,
I will act swiftly and impulsively when I use my firearm, as I have succumbed to a heightened state of aggression.


And I got a lot of my daddy in me.
I have inherited many traits and characteristics from my father, including a predisposition towards violence.


Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out,
I possess the genetic makeup of a warrior, which fuels my actions and choices.


Ask me, and I'll be gladly to let ya know what it is, the deal.
If you inquire, I will eagerly and openly explain the true nature of our situation and circumstances.


That's if you can handle it, without turnin' playa hater.
Of course, this is only if you are capable of comprehending and accepting it, without succumbing to jealousy and animosity.


Later, so keep it real.
In the future, maintain genuineness and authenticity.


Muthafuckas, that's on the real.
This is a sincere and genuine statement, directed towards those who doubt or challenge me.


Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
Why do we constantly have to face negativity and people who dislike us?


Time after time, after time.
Again and again, without pause.


Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?
Oh God, why are we constantly confronted with those who despise us?


Why must I got the glock nine?
Why do I have to carry a firearm for protection?


Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
Why do we constantly have to face negativity and people who dislike us?


Time after time, after time, time after time.
Repeatedly and without respite.


Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?
Oh God, why are we constantly confronted with those who despise us?


Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine.
Join me on a journey through the streets of East ninety-nine.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: FLESH-N-BONE, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STEVEN HOWSE, GUY DRAPER

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