[{"id":3744158,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nHatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nStop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nHis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nHomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\nCause haters be all up on me\nTryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\nDont wanna see you make no money then take ya\nGotta figure out how to get what you got\nCause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad over the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nWith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nSee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nNon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nOr C\nThey ask for me\nCapture me\nBut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nFor some ass\nYall young crazed punks are trippin\nDont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nThat I'm not only on the thwat\nBut I know i got stopped\nOn tha?\nAnd its understood that I'm not\nOne of the best niggas that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give\nAnd that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nMad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nWhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nLike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\nDont worry about how i got mines\nAlways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nAnd kill me\nIt kills me\nIts digusting cause I got a few G's\nThey try to rob me\nBut they know they wont touch me\nSmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nBut I just cant call it or catch\nBut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nWassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nWassup to all my boys in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Caliope\nAll my boys locked down in jail\nThis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\nEven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nAll them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nAnd anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nAh ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 304000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  Hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  His baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  Homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n  Dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  Gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  Cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad over the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  With my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  See I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  Non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  Or C\n  They ask for me\n  Capture me\n  But im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  For some ass\n  Yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  Dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  That I'm not only on the thwat\n  But I know i got stopped\n  On tha?\n  And its understood that I'm not\n  One of the best niggas that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give\n  And that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  Mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  When I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  Like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  Dont worry about how i got mines\n  Always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  And kill me\n  It kills me\n  Its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  They try to rob me\n  But they know they wont touch me\n  Smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  But I just cant call it or catch\n  But i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  Wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  Wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Caliope\n  All my boys locked down in jail\n  This Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  Even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  All them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  And anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  Ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":32095101,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D","duration":380.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nHatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nStop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nHis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nHomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\nCause haters be all up on me\nTryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\nDont wanna see you make no money then take ya\nGotta figure out how to get what you got\nCause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad over the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nWith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nSee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nNon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nOr C\nThey ask for me\nCapture me\nBut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nFor some ass\nYall young crazed punks are trippin\nDont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nThat I'm not only on the thwat\nBut I know i got stopped\nOn tha?\nAnd its understood that I'm not\nOne of the best niggas that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give\nAnd that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nMad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nWhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nLike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\nDont worry about how i got mines\nAlways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nAnd kill me\nIt kills me\nIts digusting cause I got a few G's\nThey try to rob me\nBut they know they wont touch me\nSmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nBut I just cant call it or catch\nBut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nWassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nWassup to all my boys in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Caliope\nAll my boys locked down in jail\nThis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\nEven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nAll them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nAnd anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nAh ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 380000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  Hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  His baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  Homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n  Dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  Gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  Cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad over the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  With my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  See I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  Non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  Or C\n  They ask for me\n  Capture me\n  But im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  For some ass\n  Yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  Dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  That I'm not only on the thwat\n  But I know i got stopped\n  On tha?\n  And its understood that I'm not\n  One of the best niggas that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give\n  And that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  Mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  When I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  Like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  Dont worry about how i got mines\n  Always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  And kill me\n  It kills me\n  Its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  They try to rob me\n  But they know they wont touch me\n  Smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  But I just cant call it or catch\n  But i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  Wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  Wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Caliope\n  All my boys locked down in jail\n  This Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  Even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  All them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  And anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  Ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":31299726,"name":"stop hatin","trackName":"stop hatin","artistName":"master p","albumName":"DJ Screw-Only Time Will Tell","duration":487.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nHatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nStop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nHis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nHomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\nCause haters be all up on me\nTryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\nDont wanna see you make no money then take ya\nGotta figure out how to get what you got\nCause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad over the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nWith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nSee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nNon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nOr C\nThey ask for me\nCapture me\nBut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nFor some ass\nYall young crazed punks are trippin\nDont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nThat I'm not only on the thwat\nBut I know i got stopped\nOn tha?\nAnd its understood that I'm not\nOne of the best niggas that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give\nAnd that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nMad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nWhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nLike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\nDont worry about how i got mines\nAlways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nAnd kill me\nIt kills me\nIts digusting cause I got a few G's\nThey try to rob me\nBut they know they wont touch me\nSmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nBut I just cant call it or catch\nBut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nWassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nWassup to all my boys in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Caliope\nAll my boys locked down in jail\nThis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\nEven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nAll them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nAnd anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nAh ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: stop hatin\n  artist: master p\n  album: DJ Screw-Only Time Will Tell\n  duration_ms: 487000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  Hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  His baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  Homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n  Dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  Gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  Cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad over the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  With my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  See I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  Non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  Or C\n  They ask for me\n  Capture me\n  But im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  For some ass\n  Yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  Dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  That I'm not only on the thwat\n  But I know i got stopped\n  On tha?\n  And its understood that I'm not\n  One of the best niggas that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give\n  And that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  Mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  When I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  Like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  Dont worry about how i got mines\n  Always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  And kill me\n  It kills me\n  Its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  They try to rob me\n  But they know they wont touch me\n  Smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  But I just cant call it or catch\n  But i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  Wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  Wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Caliope\n  All my boys locked down in jail\n  This Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  Even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  All them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  And anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  Ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":19336197,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Chapter 146. Only Time Will Tell","duration":487.47102,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nHatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nStop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nHis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nHomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\nCause haters be all up on me\nTryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\nDont wanna see you make no money then take ya\nGotta figure out how to get what you got\nCause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad over the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nWith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nSee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nNon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nOr C\nThey ask for me\nCapture me\nBut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nFor some ass\nYall young crazed punks are trippin\nDont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nThat I'm not only on the thwat\nBut I know i got stopped\nOn tha?\nAnd its understood that I'm not\nOne of the best niggas that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give\nAnd that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nMad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nWhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nLike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\nDont worry about how i got mines\nAlways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nAnd kill me\nIt kills me\nIts digusting cause I got a few G's\nThey try to rob me\nBut they know they wont touch me\nSmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nBut I just cant call it or catch\nBut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nWassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nWassup to all my boys in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Caliope\nAll my boys locked down in jail\nThis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\nEven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nAll them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nAnd anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nAh ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Chapter 146. Only Time Will Tell\n  duration_ms: 487471\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  Hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  His baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  Homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n  Dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  Gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  Cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad over the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  With my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  See I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  Non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  Or C\n  They ask for me\n  Capture me\n  But im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  For some ass\n  Yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  Dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  That I'm not only on the thwat\n  But I know i got stopped\n  On tha?\n  And its understood that I'm not\n  One of the best niggas that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give\n  And that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  Mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  When I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  Like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  Dont worry about how i got mines\n  Always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  And kill me\n  It kills me\n  Its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  They try to rob me\n  But they know they wont touch me\n  Smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  But I just cant call it or catch\n  But i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  Wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  Wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Caliope\n  All my boys locked down in jail\n  This Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  Even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  All them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  And anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  Ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":13439139,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D 10th Anniversary","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nhatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nstop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nhis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nhis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nhis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nthen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nhomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nthat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\ncause haters be all up on me\ntryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nand the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nset you up for a caper\ndont wanna see you make no money then take ya\ngotta figure out how to get what you got\ncause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nand they get mad over the things you have\nand the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nwith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nsee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nnon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nor C\nthey ask for me\ncapture me\nbut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nfor some ass\nyall young crazed punks are trippin\ndont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nthat I'm not only on the thwat\nbut I know i got stopped\non tha?\nand its understood that I'm not\none of the best niggas that ever lived\nbut I got some advice to give\nand that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D 10th Anniversary\n  duration_ms: 304000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":22578079,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D","duration":310.128,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nHatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nStop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nHis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nHomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\nCause haters be all up on me\nTryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\nDont wanna see you make no money then take ya\nGotta figure out how to get what you got\nCause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad over the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nWith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nSee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nNon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nOr C\nThey ask for me\nCapture me\nBut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nFor some ass\nYall young crazed punks are trippin\nDont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nThat I'm not only on the thwat\nBut I know i got stopped\nOn tha?\nAnd its understood that I'm not\nOne of the best niggas that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give\nAnd that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nMad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nWhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nLike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\nDont worry about how i got mines\nAlways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nAnd kill me\nIt kills me\nIts digusting cause I got a few G's\nThey try to rob me\nBut they know they wont touch me\nSmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nBut I just cant call it or catch\nBut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nWassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nWassup to all my boys in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Caliope\nAll my boys locked down in jail\nThis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\nEven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nAll them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nAnd anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nAh ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 310128\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  Hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  His baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  Homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n  Dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  Gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  Cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad over the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  With my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  See I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  Non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  Or C\n  They ask for me\n  Capture me\n  But im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  For some ass\n  Yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  Dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  That I'm not only on the thwat\n  But I know i got stopped\n  On tha?\n  And its understood that I'm not\n  One of the best niggas that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give\n  And that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  Mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  When I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  Like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  Dont worry about how i got mines\n  Always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  And kill me\n  It kills me\n  Its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  They try to rob me\n  But they know they wont touch me\n  Smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  But I just cant call it or catch\n  But i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  Wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  Wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Caliope\n  All my boys locked down in jail\n  This Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  Even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  All them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  And anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  Ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":10693777,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D: 10th Anniversary Edition","duration":303.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nhatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nstop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nhis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nhis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nhis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nthen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nhomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nthat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\ncause haters be all up on me\ntryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nand the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nset you up for a caper\ndont wanna see you make no money then take ya\ngotta figure out how to get what you got\ncause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nand they get mad over the things you have\nand the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nwith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nsee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nnon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nor C\nthey ask for me\ncapture me\nbut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nfor some ass\nyall young crazed punks are trippin\ndont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nthat I'm not only on the thwat\nbut I know i got stopped\non tha?\nand its understood that I'm not\none of the best niggas that ever lived\nbut I got some advice to give\nand that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: 'Ghetto D: 10th Anniversary Edition'\n  duration_ms: 303000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":37694074,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D (Remastered)","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nHatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nStop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nHis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nHomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\nCause haters be all up on me\nTryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\nDont wanna see you make no money then take ya\nGotta figure out how to get what you got\nCause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad over the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nWith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nSee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nNon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nOr C\nThey ask for me\nCapture me\nBut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nFor some ass\nYall young crazed punks are trippin\nDont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nThat I'm not only on the thwat\nBut I know i got stopped\nOn tha?\nAnd its understood that I'm not\nOne of the best niggas that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give\nAnd that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nMad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nWhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nLike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\nDont worry about how i got mines\nAlways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nAnd kill me\nIt kills me\nIts digusting cause I got a few G's\nThey try to rob me\nBut they know they wont touch me\nSmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nBut I just cant call it or catch\nBut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nWassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nWassup to all my boys in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Caliope\nAll my boys locked down in jail\nThis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\nEven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nAll them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nAnd anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nAh ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D (Remastered)\n  duration_ms: 304013\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  Hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  His baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  Homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n  Dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  Gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  Cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad over the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  With my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  See I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  Non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  Or C\n  They ask for me\n  Capture me\n  But im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  For some ass\n  Yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  Dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  That I'm not only on the thwat\n  But I know i got stopped\n  On tha?\n  And its understood that I'm not\n  One of the best niggas that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give\n  And that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  Mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  When I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  Like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  Dont worry about how i got mines\n  Always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  And kill me\n  It kills me\n  Its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  They try to rob me\n  But they know they wont touch me\n  Smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  But I just cant call it or catch\n  But i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  Wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  Wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Caliope\n  All my boys locked down in jail\n  This Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  Even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  All them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  And anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  Ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":37438272,"name":"Stop Hatin feat. Fiend & The Shocker","trackName":"Stop Hatin feat. Fiend & The Shocker","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Man, what y'all jockin' Master P for?\nHe ain't got nothin', that Rolex he got ain't real\nMan, that's a flea market watch, man\nIt don't even have aura on it, man\nYou know what I'm sayin'? I'm throwin' a party tonight\nI'm gonna give away five thousand bottles of Dom Perignon, man\nThat man don't have no big ol' house, man\nHe still livin' in a project\nI just seen him walkin' up the street\n\nLook at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\nHatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\nStop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\nI'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\nSo what you hatin' for?\n\nPopped the locks on the Benz, steal his keys\nToo high to see his own enemy\nSeen his baby mama tears with a short skirt\nHis last ride was in a car, I mean a black hearse\n\nHis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nThen ran through the alley, must've been a coward\nNo more gettin' 'em up like in the old days\nHomie squad with MAC-10s and AKs\nThat's why I roll by myself, I mean my lonely\n'Cause haters be all up on me\nTryin' to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nAnd the same nigga wanna blow on your weed\nSet you up for a caper\n\nDon't wanna see you make no money, then take you\nAnd try to figure out how to get what you got\n\n'Cause haters be the same nigga on your spot\n\nLook at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\nHatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\nStop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\nI'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\nSo what you hatin' for?\n\nHow do hatin' get started?\n\nIt's started by the jealous people\nAnd they get mad off the things you have\nAnd the things they'll never have\n\nTell me if you hustle, it really ain't hard to get\n\nYou can get yours, I got mine, but stay out my mix\n\nI heard you spreadin' rumors, I'm really not impressed\n\nI tell you only one time with my scrilla, fool, don't mess\nI'm feelin' it with a few\n'Cause these bitches made niggas as practice\nSee, I done had too many gun ends, run-ins\nWith these ass-backwards, nine-packers\nI'm strapped like P or C\nJust in case these niggas after me\nCapture me? Forget it, I'm goin' out with a blast\nAnd I put that on some cash that's standin' to last\nFor some ass, y'all young crazed punks is trippin'\n\nDon't hate me, nigga, just go 'head and credit my dippin'\nI'm admittin' that I not only own the twat\nBut I know I got stock on the cock\nIt's understood that I'm not\nOne of the best young players that ever lived\nBut I got some advice to give, and that is\n\nLook at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\nHatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\nStop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\nI'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\nSo what you hatin' for?\n\nI wonder why they hatin' for\n\nProbably 'cause we got cheese\nOr bad 'cause we makin' moves and 'cause we got G's\nBut, uh, really, I can't say\n\nSee, truly, you need haters around\nThat you know you's a motherfuckin' player\n\nAnd I'ma try to make y'all feel me in a matter of lines\nI got friends that'll turn to enemies in a matter of time\nAnd truly, I know my nigga Nation Wock\nFeel me when I say truly the game is tryin' to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies\nI gotta watch my friends\n\nSee, keep a hand on choppers when I'm ridin' the Benz\nGet off of your ass and get out and get somethin'\nDon't worry 'bout how I got mine\nSteady worryin' pointin' fingers, talkin' 'bout what's not mine\nIt feel me, it kills me to discuss it\nWhy? When I got a few G's that try to rob me\nBut the white man got a million, they won't touch it\nThey smile in your face, talkin' shit 'bout your back\nBut I just can't call it\nCatch me on a day talkin' 'bout I'm still G's and still ballin'\n\nLook at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\nHatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\nStop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\nI'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\nSo what you hatin' for?\n\nWhat's up, Big Rand at Big Tyler on the track, uh\nWhat's up, Under One California?\n\nK-Loop, all my homies in Richmond\nAll my boys in the Cali, yo\nAnd all my boys locked down in jail\n\nWhat's up, dawg?\nThis Master P, what's up, New Orleans records?\nAnd the King, Black Hawk, what's up, Big Mike?\nCan't be stopped, ya heard?\nI mean, you player haters can't stop real true players\n'Cause, uh, even though y'all like crab in a bucket\nYou can't stop players, baby\nSay what's up to all the players out there in New Orleans\n\nTexas Murder, Atlanta, Chicago, Cincinnati\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\nAll those players out there\nCalifornia, the East Coast, the Midwest\nDown South, baby\nAnd anybody I forgot\nIf you a real player, you understand me\nWhat's up, Foxy Brown?\nYeah, we did that\nPoured it on thick, haha\n\nPlayers hookin' up, baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin feat. Fiend & The Shocker\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 304573\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Man, what y'all jockin' Master P for?\n  He ain't got nothin', that Rolex he got ain't real\n  Man, that's a flea market watch, man\n  It don't even have aura on it, man\n  You know what I'm sayin'? I'm throwin' a party tonight\n  I'm gonna give away five thousand bottles of Dom Perignon, man\n  That man don't have no big ol' house, man\n  He still livin' in a project\n  I just seen him walkin' up the street\n\n  Look at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\n  Hatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\n  I'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\n  So what you hatin' for?\n\n  Popped the locks on the Benz, steal his keys\n  Too high to see his own enemy\n  Seen his baby mama tears with a short skirt\n  His last ride was in a car, I mean a black hearse\n\n  His friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  Then ran through the alley, must've been a coward\n  No more gettin' 'em up like in the old days\n  Homie squad with MAC-10s and AKs\n  That's why I roll by myself, I mean my lonely\n  'Cause haters be all up on me\n  Tryin' to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  And the same nigga wanna blow on your weed\n  Set you up for a caper\n\n  Don't wanna see you make no money, then take you\n  And try to figure out how to get what you got\n\n  'Cause haters be the same nigga on your spot\n\n  Look at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\n  Hatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\n  I'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\n  So what you hatin' for?\n\n  How do hatin' get started?\n\n  It's started by the jealous people\n  And they get mad off the things you have\n  And the things they'll never have\n\n  Tell me if you hustle, it really ain't hard to get\n\n  You can get yours, I got mine, but stay out my mix\n\n  I heard you spreadin' rumors, I'm really not impressed\n\n  I tell you only one time with my scrilla, fool, don't mess\n  I'm feelin' it with a few\n  'Cause these bitches made niggas as practice\n  See, I done had too many gun ends, run-ins\n  With these ass-backwards, nine-packers\n  I'm strapped like P or C\n  Just in case these niggas after me\n  Capture me? Forget it, I'm goin' out with a blast\n  And I put that on some cash that's standin' to last\n  For some ass, y'all young crazed punks is trippin'\n\n  Don't hate me, nigga, just go 'head and credit my dippin'\n  I'm admittin' that I not only own the twat\n  But I know I got stock on the cock\n  It's understood that I'm not\n  One of the best young players that ever lived\n  But I got some advice to give, and that is\n\n  Look at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\n  Hatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\n  I'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\n  So what you hatin' for?\n\n  I wonder why they hatin' for\n\n  Probably 'cause we got cheese\n  Or bad 'cause we makin' moves and 'cause we got G's\n  But, uh, really, I can't say\n\n  See, truly, you need haters around\n  That you know you's a motherfuckin' player\n\n  And I'ma try to make y'all feel me in a matter of lines\n  I got friends that'll turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  And truly, I know my nigga Nation Wock\n  Feel me when I say truly the game is tryin' to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies\n  I gotta watch my friends\n\n  See, keep a hand on choppers when I'm ridin' the Benz\n  Get off of your ass and get out and get somethin'\n  Don't worry 'bout how I got mine\n  Steady worryin' pointin' fingers, talkin' 'bout what's not mine\n  It feel me, it kills me to discuss it\n  Why? When I got a few G's that try to rob me\n  But the white man got a million, they won't touch it\n  They smile in your face, talkin' shit 'bout your back\n  But I just can't call it\n  Catch me on a day talkin' 'bout I'm still G's and still ballin'\n\n  Look at all these haters, surroundin' me every day\n  Hatin' on a baller, but they can't stop my pay\n  Stop all this hatin', I can't take it no more\n  I'm just tryin' to get mine, you best get yours\n  So what you hatin' for?\n\n  What's up, Big Rand at Big Tyler on the track, uh\n  What's up, Under One California?\n\n  K-Loop, all my homies in Richmond\n  All my boys in the Cali, yo\n  And all my boys locked down in jail\n\n  What's up, dawg?\n  This Master P, what's up, New Orleans records?\n  And the King, Black Hawk, what's up, Big Mike?\n  Can't be stopped, ya heard?\n  I mean, you player haters can't stop real true players\n  'Cause, uh, even though y'all like crab in a bucket\n  You can't stop players, baby\n  Say what's up to all the players out there in New Orleans\n\n  Texas Murder, Atlanta, Chicago, Cincinnati\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  All those players out there\n  California, the East Coast, the Midwest\n  Down South, baby\n  And anybody I forgot\n  If you a real player, you understand me\n  What's up, Foxy Brown?\n  Yeah, we did that\n  Poured it on thick, haha\n\n  Players hookin' up, baby\n"},{"id":32411970,"name":"Stop Hatin","trackName":"Stop Hatin","artistName":"Master P feat. Fiend, Silkk the Shocker, Mo B. Dick & O’Dell","albumName":"Ghetto D","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nhatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nstop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nhis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nhis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nhis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nthen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nhomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nthat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\ncause haters be all up on me\ntryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nand the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nset you up for a caper\ndont wanna see you make no money then take ya\ngotta figure out how to get what you got\ncause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nand they get mad over the things you have\nand the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nwith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nsee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nnon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nor C\nthey ask for me\ncapture me\nbut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nfor some ass\nyall young crazed punks are trippin\ndont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nthat I'm not only on the thwat\nbut I know i got stopped\non tha?\nand its understood that I'm not\none of the best niggas that ever lived\nbut I got some advice to give\nand that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin\n  artist: Master P feat. Fiend, Silkk the Shocker, Mo B. Dick & O’Dell\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 304000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":29656349,"name":"Stop Hatin (featuring Fiend, Silkk the Shocker and Mo B. 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Dick)","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D (10th Anniversary Edition)  CD 1","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nhatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nstop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nhis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nhis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nhis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nthen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nhomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nthat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\ncause haters be all up on me\ntryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nand the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nset you up for a caper\ndont wanna see you make no money then take ya\ngotta figure out how to get what you got\ncause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nand they get mad over the things you have\nand the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nwith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nsee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nnon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nor C\nthey ask for me\ncapture me\nbut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nfor some ass\nyall young crazed punks are trippin\ndont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nthat I'm not only on the thwat\nbut I know i got stopped\non tha?\nand its understood that I'm not\none of the best niggas that ever lived\nbut I got some advice to give\nand that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin (featuring Fiend, Silkk the Shocker and Mo B. Dick)\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D (10th Anniversary Edition)  CD 1\n  duration_ms: 304000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":18311426,"name":"Stop Hatin (featuring Fiend, Silkk the Shocker and Mo B. 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Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin (featuring Fiend, Silkk the Shocker and Mo B. Dick)\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 304080\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":13386332,"name":"Stop Hatin' (Feat. Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Mo B. Dick & O'Dell)","trackName":"Stop Hatin' (Feat. Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Mo B. 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Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin' (Feat. Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Mo B. Dick & O'Dell)\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 305000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"},{"id":14138375,"name":"Stop Hatin (Featuring Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Mo B. 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Dick and O'Dell)","artistName":"Master P","albumName":"Ghetto D","duration":304.617075,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chorus:\nLook at all these haters surrounding me every day\nhatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\nstop all the hatin I can't take it no more\nIm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\nVerse 1: Master P\n\nPop the lock on the benz with the keys\nTo high to see his own enemies\nhis baby mama with him in a short skirt\nhis last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\nhis friend took his life for the mighty dollar\nthen ran through the alley must have been a coward\nNo more hit 'em up like in the old days\nhomies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\nthat's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\ncause haters be all up on me\ntryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\nand the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\nset you up for a caper\ndont wanna see you make no money then take ya\ngotta figure out how to get what you got\ncause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 2: Master P\n\nHow do hatin get started?\nIt started by the jealous people\nand they get mad over the things you have\nand the things they'll never have\nTell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\nYou can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\nI heard you spreading rumors\nIm really not impressed\nI tell you only one time\nwith my scrilla fool dont mess\n\nVerse 3: Fiend\n\nI only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\nsee I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\nnon-packers\nI'm strapped like P\nor C\nthey ask for me\ncapture me\nbut im going out with a blast\nI put that on some cash\nI'm standing last\nfor some ass\nyall young crazed punks are trippin\ndont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\nI'm admitting\nthat I'm not only on the thwat\nbut I know i got stopped\non tha?\nand its understood that I'm not\none of the best niggas that ever lived\nbut I got some advice to give\nand that is\n\nChorus\n\nVerse 4: Silkk\n\nI wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\nmad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\nBut really I cant fade them\nCause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\nI know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\nI got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\nI know most of my niggas can feel me\nwhen I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\nBut keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\nlike when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\nWhy dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\ndont worry about how i got mines\nalways tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\nand kill me\nit kills me\nits digusting cause I got a few G's\nthey try to rob me\nbut they know they wont touch me\nsmile in your face and talk shit behind your back\nbut I just cant call it or catch\nbut i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\nChorus till fade\n\n(Master P)\nwassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\nWassup Underwood California we cant lose\nwassup to all my boys in Richmond\nall my boys in the Caliope\nall my boys locked down in jail\nthis Master P No Limit Records\n(Wassup Big Boz)\nDaLastDon\n(Wassup Mean Green)\nWe Cant Be Stopped\nI mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\neven though you still hate you cant stop playas\n(Beats by the Pound)\nWassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n(Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\nTexas (C Murder)\nAtlanta (Wassup Fiend)\nChicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\nCleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n(Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\nall them playas out there\nCalifornia (Mr. Serv On)\nEast Coast (Sonya C)\nMid West, Down South\nand anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n(Wassup Foxy Brown)\nYeah we did that Party don't stop\nah ha\nPlayas lookin up baby","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stop Hatin (Featuring Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Mo B. Dick and O'Dell)\n  artist: Master P\n  album: Ghetto D\n  duration_ms: 304617\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Chorus:\n  Look at all these haters surrounding me every day\n  hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay\n  stop all the hatin I can't take it no more\n  Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for\n\n  Verse 1: Master P\n\n  Pop the lock on the benz with the keys\n  To high to see his own enemies\n  his baby mama with him in a short skirt\n  his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse\n  his friend took his life for the mighty dollar\n  then ran through the alley must have been a coward\n  No more hit 'em up like in the old days\n  homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs\n  that's why I roll by myself I mean I'm a loner\n  cause haters be all up on me\n  tryin to sniff you out for your cheddar and your cheese\n  and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed\n  set you up for a caper\n  dont wanna see you make no money then take ya\n  gotta figure out how to get what you got\n  cause haters be the same niggas on the spot\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 2: Master P\n\n  How do hatin get started?\n  It started by the jealous people\n  and they get mad over the things you have\n  and the things they'll never have\n  Tell me if you hustle it really aint hard to get\n  You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix\n  I heard you spreading rumors\n  Im really not impressed\n  I tell you only one time\n  with my scrilla fool dont mess\n\n  Verse 3: Fiend\n\n  I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors\n  see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these ass backwards\n  non-packers\n  I'm strapped like P\n  or C\n  they ask for me\n  capture me\n  but im going out with a blast\n  I put that on some cash\n  I'm standing last\n  for some ass\n  yall young crazed punks are trippin\n  dont hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my?\n  I'm admitting\n  that I'm not only on the thwat\n  but I know i got stopped\n  on tha?\n  and its understood that I'm not\n  one of the best niggas that ever lived\n  but I got some advice to give\n  and that is\n\n  Chorus\n\n  Verse 4: Silkk\n\n  I wonder why they hatin for? Probably cause we got G's,\n  mad cause we makin moves, cause we got keys\n  But really I cant fade them\n  Cause truly you need haters up on you to know you'se a motherfuckin playa\n  I know yall gonna kill me in a matter of lies\n  I got friend that will turn to enemies in a matter of time\n  I know most of my niggas can feel me\n  when I say TRU niggas will never try to kill me\n  But keep my eyes up on my enemies I gotta watch my friends\n  like when I'm sittin on top or ridin in a benz\n  Why dont yall go out yall's ass up and get something\n  dont worry about how i got mines\n  always tryin to point a finger and say thats not mine.\n  and kill me\n  it kills me\n  its digusting cause I got a few G's\n  they try to rob me\n  but they know they wont touch me\n  smile in your face and talk shit behind your back\n  but I just cant call it or catch\n  but i still got G's and Im still ballin\n\n  Chorus till fade\n\n  (Master P)\n  wassup Big Brandon and Big Timer\n  Wassup Underwood California we cant lose\n  wassup to all my boys in Richmond\n  all my boys in the Caliope\n  all my boys locked down in jail\n  this Master P No Limit Records\n  (Wassup Big Boz)\n  DaLastDon\n  (Wassup Mean Green)\n  We Cant Be Stopped\n  I mean you player haters cant stop real TRU playas\n  even though you still hate you cant stop playas\n  (Beats by the Pound)\n  Wassup to all the players out there in New Orleansas\n  (Wassup to my little brother Silkk)\n  Texas (C Murder)\n  Atlanta (Wassup Fiend)\n  Chicago (Wassup Mystikal fool know you bout to drop real soon)\n  Cleveland, Kentucky, Alabama\n  (Wassup to Big Mama Mia X)\n  all them playas out there\n  California (Mr. Serv On)\n  East Coast (Sonya C)\n  Mid West, Down South\n  and anybody I forgot if you a real playa you'll understand\n  (Wassup Foxy Brown)\n  Yeah we did that Party don't stop\n  ah ha\n  Playas lookin up baby\n"}]