Cool Nutz - Hate Mail lyrics

[Cool Nutz] Who's that knocking at the window? It must be Cool Nutz, and the Playboy Bleek [repeat] [Bleek] They say this game is to be chopped Dropped like it was hot Y'all ain't know that Playboy Bleek got game laced for a lame And you hoes On your toes I say On my command n***as falling Im the littlest G with the biggest dick and balls Count stacks of g's off in my cut In the burbs Running up in your spot on point ready to swerve n***as got some nerve No business bald a** clown As quick as you got up your a** can get laid down Tre' pound all she wrote Done did f**ing with that crooked a** sneer n***a off in here Now throw your hands up high point them to the atmosphere n***as hate because they ladies tell off in my ear They sheer See through like the pantyhose and stockings Make a n***a want to quit go back to back spins and pop him Game chopping in a flannel like that n***a Paul Bunyon Now hoes talking cheaper than a grab bag of Funyons Snatch Talking sh** while I kick back Try and play Pioneer and get your face detached You hate Bleek I hate your granny and the smell of her snatch Relax with the hate mail you little tramp a** batch [Cool Nutz] Rain, sleet, or snow Wet like a ho n***a act like you know giddy up on the go For sure don't break it down I'm about to clown The heat that I bring n***a world renound I'm freeway bound I-5 or buck-fifty Like MC Eiht and business got my eyes stuck on shifty Dump if you dare smoke it up like cowboys Your f**ing with a savage and a n***a brung the noise I melt a motherf**er we hot like sunburns I'm bringing more drama than as the world turns You hate Cool Nutz buster I hate your mamma Blow the brains out your joint like the f**ing Unabomber Calm, cool, collect I keep my composure Metabolism slow like I smoked a pound of dojia 503 N-E-P be the region Where gold ones spin Thug life living ]From the sac to the track I'm all about my bubble And f** any n***a with a backwards a** hustle ]From crack sales, hotels, fetty gravels All you buster a** n***as straight sit and hate mail Chorus: [Cool Nutz] Strictly for the fetty n***a can't you tell Rain, sleet, or snow n***as bring the hate mail Take it on your chest Homey bring your vest Recognize this game We say f** the rest [repeat] [Cool Nutz] You weigh a buck-o-five blow away in the wind I slap the smerk off the face of the crooked tooth grin I got three n***as stuck so that makes triplets Mumble mouth motherf**ers straight talking sticklets A pig in a blanket and roll to a tee Cool Nutz on the cut with the B double E In the breeze with ease and I'm all up in your guts The words of the day n***as don't give a f** Cause haters gonna hate but I'm still gonna kick it n***as on my team say I'm selling Wolf Tickets It's all about the family so n***a stop a**uming I wanna stack all the Cheddar and post at the reunion [Bleek] On my return flight I recite slow and steady Hit the joint with the flows on point like Tius Eddie Running up in spots ready to swerve Make your pistol pushing through in the Chevy Suburb In 9-6 I'll blow your whistle And put this sh** to a halt n***as catching the salt no hands like Willy Wonk And it's all your fault Trespa** without permission Keep a n***a on his toes like a midget when he's kissing Listen closely observe the twist About to pull and hit a blunt in Cool Nutz' 7-6 I don't hate nothing but the smell of your breath Cool Nutz and Bleek and we out to the left