Haterz Everywhere - BOB ft Rich Boy (lyrics) We got \u0027em goin down for the count, lookin at the ground That\u0027s why we got haters, that\u0027s why we got haters Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go Haters goin down for the count (ONE) lookin at the ground (TWO) I think you\u0027re a hater, I think you\u0027re a hater Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go, haters goin down for the count Yes sir it\u0027s the beast from Decatur Cain\u0027t see enemies and the haters Real sharp on my thing like a razor Blade, come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But e\u0027rybody gonnaa feel the need to say sum\u0027n But can\u0027t speak up whenever you face \u0027em Thats what I call microphone gangsters Yea I got \u0027em okie-doke, teah I\u0027m raw you know my flow Cause B.O.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdose Talkin that noise on all them songs A buncha lil\u0027 boys but you all look grown Those niggaz there and these niggaz here It really don\u0027t matta cause they all just clones Go to school, read a book, be a lawyer Hell yeah man I\u0027m all for the cause Ain\u0027t tryin to get involved with the law sir But a nigga will get caught with the Mausberg And that just ain\u0027t a threat on the song Don\u0027t get it wrong cause this track is my own Cause niggaz that slip they don\u0027t last long We got \u0027em goin down for the count, lookin at the ground That\u0027s why we got haters, that\u0027s why we got haters Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go Haters goin down for the count (ONE) lookin at the ground (TWO) I think you\u0027re a hater, I think you\u0027re a hater Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go, haters goin down for the count Hey - what the heck, breathe homie, me I\u0027m doin what I always do Grindin if you wasn\u0027t steady hatin you\u0027d be ballin too I know you see us fallin through, all the rich niggaz is on my crew Fuck it, they can\u0027t touch us, if stuck up is what you call it cool Ooh! You shoulda seen when I came down in that Black on black, custom gator, haters face down on the mat Splat! Yeah I can make a green nigga mad Quick, fast, flash like ten cash on his bitch ass You can tell I\u0027m a G by the walk and the stance How I play the game make \u0027em talk in the stands Watch how you talk when you talk to the man If it ain\u0027t about bread you can talk to the hand I, I, show you how to get rich You got a weak arm I\u0027ll show you how to pitch Made it so play I\u0027ll show you how to hit And tell the police I don\u0027t know about shit Ay guy, I\u0027m fly, somethin like the air Ain\u0027t that somethin when it\u0027s stuntin man there\u0027s nothin like air Homey hold it right there, homeboy hold it down Spent five at the mall and had the haters goin dowwwn We got \u0027em goin down for the count, lookin at the ground That\u0027s why we got haters, that\u0027s why we got haters Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go Haters goin down for the count (ONE) lookin at the ground (TWO) I think you\u0027re a hater, I think you\u0027re a hater Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go, haters goin down for the count