No Hate Daimo (Ft. No Savage)

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I know you don’t like me
I know dey gon hate
You ain’t got to like me bitch I’m makin my way
Ain’t scrapin no plates
I’m makin da plates
I’m makin dem plays
I gotta get paid
Multiple ways
I gotta get paid
I’m makin dem plays
I gotta get paid
Multiple ways
I gotta get paid
I’m makin dem plays
I gotta get paid

I was on da backstreet servin
Packs comin in from da suburbs to da urban
Niggas terrorist might just rock a turban
Why dese niggas cappin Dey lyin bout servin
Hatin on me an I ain’t een heard of em
Fuckin on dis bitch and she gave me da word on em
Savage on da track yea we slidin like da tribe
Slidin on his block till every shot done arrived
Sink a nigga shit whole ship capsize
Flood a nigga block like he gettin baptized
Nigga crashed out like he got bad tires
Hatin on me can’t stop my rise
Pockets on Xzibit might pimp my ride
Or cop me a foreign don’t drive it glide
Ain’t been broke in a min tell Tory he right
Independent street nigga I still ain’t sign
I stood on mine I did my time
That hatin shit I still don’t mind
Hate in my heart I still can’t find
I stood on mine I did my time
That hatin shit I still don’t mind
Hate in my heart I still can’t find
Still can’t find
Hate in my heart I still can’t find
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