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Corizo – Hate + Lyrics

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Corizo is from Osula in Benin, Edo State, where he was born and raised. He is of the Benin tribe and is of Nigerian nationality. Get this new vibe from Corizo titled Hate.

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Lyrics of Hate by Corizo

They done know nothing
This one no be church but listen and be blessed
Okay!

In Street together nigga tell me why you come dey hate
The money come we ball together
Tell me why you come dey hate
You buy pateck I buy the car
Tell me why you hate
Tell me why you hate
Tell me, tell me why you hate

I buy Gucci you buy your Fendi
Tell me why you hate
I cook the food, why you come dey vex to wash the plate?
I buy the weed, you come dey cheat me, wetin’ you gain
Tell me why you hate
Tell me, tell me why you hate

Them say na flow’s I get
I know sabi dey punchline no be my fault na face I dey punch
I no fit punchline I came from a place
Kill your brother you fit bragg about am
Street peaceful now cultism matter OGBA done banned am

Bom-bom-bom-bom bomm! Like okada!
No matter how life treat you, you better work harder
When I was busy hustling
You niggas was busy hating
Now am living my dream
You all are busy masturbating

This one na real life
(Real life)
No be film trick
Friends are very fake, I swear
Like coka pink lips
Get rich or die trying
Go jail and die begging
Use your girlfriend and buy the Benz, than die trekking

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Many may come but I shall conquer, I shall succeed
And I will prosper
Don’t care if it’s game or die
Mama raised me well promise never to let her cry (Oshue)
They don’t know nothing
This one no be church but listen and be blessed

We are in the street together nigga tell me why you come dey hate
The money come, we ball together
Tell me why you hate
You buy pateck, I buy the car
Tell me why you hate
Tell me why you hate
Tell me, tell me why you hate

I buy Gucci you buy your Fendi
Tell me why you hate
I cook the food, why you come dey vex to wash the plate?
I bring the work
You still dey cheat me
Wetin you gain (their hating)
Tell me why you hate
Tell me, tell me why you hate

I have a dream that one day the boy go turn big man and dey ball (yes)
Travel round the world no time like who dey play football
Things maybe hard now
Omor the street is no friendly but this boy still dey surprise us
Today Gucci tomorrow Fendi
This beat e be like pussy
Corizo done come again
They say am raw (raw) producers want use me, smoke the beat
Am too broke I go buy success
I cannot afford defeat
This guy is now a brother it was adopted by the street

Na jah no be jazz
The money come you buy the jaa
Everybody Na aboki the hustle turn us to Aisha
Are ma electrical raper
Corizo punchline dy shock them
Gone are those days when girls were forming
Now them welt before we touch

Like bloom-blow oluwa blow me
I want everywhere to bost
Being rich is too expensive like Samsung scream
Omor e cost
Pink lips, fair skin like today bread
Corizo soft
I feel divine (guguru-maraji)
The boys the girls they want to touch
(Meanwhile)

In Street together nigga tell me why you come dey hate
The money come, we ball together
Tell me why you hate
You buy pateck, I buy the car
Tell me why you hate
Tell me why you hate
Tell me, tell me why you hate

I buy Gucci, you buy your Fendi
Tell me why you hate
I cook the food, why you come dey vex to wash the plate?
I bring the work, you still dey cheat me, wetin’ you gain
Tell me why you hate
Tell me, tell me why you hate

My mummy say forget yahoo corizo face book
I reason am because Mark Zuckerberg done too tear my Facebook
Now my brother call me courage
Shy you dey mad abi
Your eighteen you one still dey sleep, your mama house abi
Now I start to bomb, put the bazuka to the hustle
Now we dey storm your club and we dey afford any bottle
Na update we dey find no be friendship
Na grace if everywhere stew for your side
No dey selfish your hustle is real

Only real-las can relate
If money dy nine fine girls go want make ona relate
Friends go be friends, see na must say them go hate
Smile for your front for, your back, your matter nine them dey d-beat
(Hey) 

 

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