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Why Video (MV)




Performed By: Killah Toni & S3FromSD
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Neil White, Stefon Sherman III




Killah Toni & S3FromSD - Why Lyrics
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It's S3
I'm in the lab with Killah Toni y'know
On some trees thats real real funky
My boy had a question and I wanna know the answer too
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Ain't bust no grapes why do they flake on me
Wanna see me gone well its gonna take an army on me
I got a question, can you answer it?
Why do humans be hatin' cause the next man have it
I don't get it, I see bro havin' his way and I'd be glad as shit
But you you see the homie ballin' and be mad as shit
You gotta get that hate up out ya system
Hatin' on the next man, get up out your feelings
Listen, closely that's for women, throwin' salt, we ain't with it
You'll hate on them for a bag, that's some salty-ass chicken
I think I know why you mad, you throwin' shade and we still glisten
Nah, that probably ain't the answer, aw f*ck it, I just won't get it
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Ain't bust no grapes why do they flake on me
Wanna see me gone well its gonna take an army on me
Homie got his hands up like he speaking sign language
Guess he kinda do but you don't understand the basics
The angles the fingers twisting and what they really saying
Ya favorite rapper he a bitch he be kicking in them payments
I don't gang bang I just hang & slang on the pavement
Got a big stick with me woulda thought I was a caveman
Don't talk that gangsta shit feds rewind and tape it
Somebody catching feelings now it's hollows at ya brains
I'm focused on the money, the music, and my momma making
Something out myself not a martyr move smarter
No pump faking ya punks hating my funks banging
Love saying I'm slaying AK'ing on any verses you laying
Forever cursed from birth with an urge to twist words
Turn a nerd to the thickest thing up on the curb
Get ya tickets get ya erb
But don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at ya heard
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Ain't bust no grapes why do they flake on me
Wanna see me gone well its gonna take an army on me
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Why do they they hate on me
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It's S3
I'm in the lab with Killah Toni y'know
On some trees thats real real funky
My boy had a question and I wanna know the answer too
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Ain't bust no grapes why do they flake on me
Wanna see me gone well its gonna take an army on me
I got a question, can you answer it?
Why do humans be hatin' cause the next man have it
I don't get it, I see bro havin' his way and I'd be glad as shit
But you you see the homie ballin' and be mad as shit
You gotta get that hate up out ya system
Hatin' on the next man, get up out your feelings
Listen, closely that's for women, throwin' salt, we ain't with it
You'll hate on them for a bag, that's some salty-ass chicken
I think I know why you mad, you throwin' shade and we still glisten
Nah, that probably ain't the answer, aw f*ck it, I just won't get it
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Ain't bust no grapes why do they flake on me
Wanna see me gone well its gonna take an army on me
Homie got his hands up like he speaking sign language
Guess he kinda do but you don't understand the basics
The angles the fingers twisting and what they really saying
Ya favorite rapper he a bitch he be kicking in them payments
I don't gang bang I just hang & slang on the pavement
Got a big stick with me woulda thought I was a caveman
Don't talk that gangsta shit feds rewind and tape it
Somebody catching feelings now it's hollows at ya brains
I'm focused on the money, the music, and my momma making
Something out myself not a martyr move smarter
No pump faking ya punks hating my funks banging
Love saying I'm slaying AK'ing on any verses you laying
Forever cursed from birth with an urge to twist words
Turn a nerd to the thickest thing up on the curb
Get ya tickets get ya erb
But don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at ya heard
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Ain't bust no grapes why do they flake on me
Wanna see me gone well its gonna take an army on me
Why do they they hate, why do they hate on me
Why do you fake, why do you pump fake on me
Why do they they hate on me
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Writer: Neil White, Stefon Sherman III
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