Playa Hatas

[Intro: Doc Gruesome]
Player haters
Player haters
Player haters
Player haters

[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
Player haters always want to talk shit (They want to talk shit)
If I'm grippin' on my shottie, put your body in a ditch (I put your body in a ditch)
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Player haters always want to talk shit (They want to talk shit)
If I'm grippin' on my shottie, put your body in a ditch (I put your body in a ditch)
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

[Verse 1: Doc Gruesome]
Swervin' sideways, switchblades to your fuckin' face
Gruesome in the building, know your bitch gon' want a taste
I be that triple six supеrstar, mosh pit maker
Opps running from my music like I am The Undеrtaker
Earthquaker, soul shaker, bad bitch breaker
Bread maker, life taker, opp disintegrator
Crazies always want to go and hate up on a kid
Like they kind of duck a few with somebody who give a shit
Hey listen quick! You can suck on my dick (Suck on my dick)
I'ma stunt on a bitch with a Glock on my hip (The Glock on my hip, bitch)
Never been the one to call it quits
You fuckin' fakes gon' have to kill me if you want me out this bitch (Yah)
Aye, see I ain't never been afraid of living on the edge (Hell naw)
Revolver to my temple, blow the trigger 'til I'm dead
Bad little bitch in the cut give me head
Every plug that I've got got a case with the feds

[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
Player haters always want to talk shit (They want to talk shit)
If I'm grippin' on my shottie, put your body in a ditch (I put your body in a ditch)
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Player haters always want to talk shit (They want to talk shit)
If I'm grippin' on my shottie, put your body in a ditch (I put your body in a ditch)
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

[Verse 2: Doc Gruesome]
Enter body bag I'll make you do the Harlem Shake (Ugh)
I'll bring it to your crib so you ain't got no time to fake (Yah)
Sending shots through your house, I see the wall break
When it come to this murder shit I'm referred to as a great
Motherfuckers in my city always hating on me
Bitch I'm coming up quick, check the stats, ain't no debating, homie
Pull up on the spot, I make the fucking ground shake
Got the whole block jumping, vision never gonna change
And I am the beast that go bump in the night
Bitch, you hide in your bed while you shaking with fright
Glock in your hand make sure you hold it tight
'Cause when I get in sight I'ma show you a lie
I'ma make that little pussy bitch die
I love it even more when you cry
Big and reach out to the sky
See your god's a lie in the end (Ugh)

[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
Player haters always want to talk shit (They want to talk shit)
If I'm grippin' on my shottie, put your body in a ditch (I put your body in a ditch)
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Player haters always want to talk shit (They want to talk shit)
If I'm grippin' on my shottie, put your body in a ditch (I put your body in a ditch)
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go