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Mack 10, D.L. & Wanted - Hustla’s Handbook - Don’t Hate Me
Hustla’s Handbook
01. Like This
02. Da Bizness
03. Pop
04. Dome Shot
05. Don’t Hate Me
06. The Testimony
07. Step Yo Game Up
08. So Gangsta
09. I’m a Star
10. My Chucks
11. Keep It Hood
12. Cognac & Doja
13. By the Bar
14. Mack Sinatra (skit)
15. Livin’ Just to Ball
16. Ride Out
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me

All eyes on me, I feel like Pac
'Cause I'm against all odds, top down in the drop
With a bad dyke broad that just want me to watch the

Bitches rich like me and just bought me a watch to flock
I been sewed up, my grind tough
I step my game up to birds, still choppin' chunks
These street punks wouldn't dump if they had to
No games, who bang as I flash you
It's chrome on everything, chrome on everybody
Fuck these niggas, we reload on everybody
It's who bangin' or nothin', motherfucker

You wanna die? Get crutches, motherfucker
Money, I got that, and power came with it
So respect, I'ma take it

You just mad at the necklace and bracelet
Nigga, keep it gangsta, I'm fresh and you basic
Don't hate me

Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me

Give me all or nothin', uh
Sean stuntin' in the background
Four-fifth stay on hip, I put the smack down
Get it back now, the boy, he cautious
Niggas lookin' at the chain, wonder how much it costed
I'm flawless, young and lawless
Yellin' Sopranos, sittin' on them brawlers
Check out them spoilers, we're burnin', man

Pissy drunk in the club, finna turn it in

Fuck where I been, it's where I'm at
Same nigga from the block, same paper stacks
Look at that (Look at that), get it back (Get it back)
This is rap, this is crack, uh
Nigga, you decide how the hell you gon' get mine
Since nine, a hustler, touch mine, I touch it
It's a wrap (It's a wrap), it's a fact (It's a fact)
You just raps and I'm the shit

Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me

Now what the fuck are you hatin' for?
Can't a young nigga make money anymore?
Put somethin' on big wheels with Lamborghini doors?
Bust raps and fuck dimes on sold out tours?
Y'all niggas be killin' me, pretendin' like you feelin' me
But on the inside, your heart pumpin' hostility
Smilin' in my face

All the while you wanna take my place
But that ain't the case
Is it the bitches that make you wanna be me, nigga?
That got you lookin' suspicious when you see me, nigga?

Mad because I'm ballin' and havin' a little cheddar?
Eatin' good, keep it good and livin' a little better?
Black Beretta, yeah, I keep ten rounds near
And I can see through all the makeup that you clowns wear
It's who bangin', motherfucker, and we ain't scared
Prepare and if you want it, it can go down here, yeah

Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me