Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, let's 'em back
Uh huh

1- 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my kissin' a girl
occurs, comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, problly out felonies
My favorite used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell
For a four finger ring, one of them gold
Nanna me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat
If I can a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'll be dope
Tossed and in my sleep that night
Woke up the next niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never back if I could

x2- 50 Cent (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 2- The
I told Dre the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
First song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
Put on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my show, I threw away my NWA gold
And had the whole crowd free Yayo
So niggas get up outta mine
Before I creep and turn ya into Collumbine
And I'm MVP
Don't make me ya'll what happened in D.C.
This nigga ain't Gotti, he
Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new
And it your little rat turned out to be a mouse
This shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch, the doubts was out
Who the West Coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2- 50 (Then Lloyd Banks)]
it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie my heart stops

Go ahead, me, I'm rap's MVP
And I goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Bridge- 50
From the to the end
Losers lose, win
This is real, we ain't got to
The cold world we in
Is full of pressure and
I thought it chane
But its stayin' the

[Verse 3- Banks]
How of them boys is with ya
When you had that TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with the snub, niggas do a lotta slick talkin' in the club
Till coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to
My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a R.I.P. in my coat
Now I'm reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listen
If I see him then i'ma lift'em and maybe that'll even the
And if not, then be me on the floor

[Chorus x2- 50 (Then Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's
And I'm gon' homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, me, I'm rap's MVP
And I goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 4- Tony
I started out at fifteen, scared as
I thirty off a pack and I made them sell
As a youth, man I to hustle for loot
that little duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy Jesus the laces
with me when she found my pieces
I back on life and think God I bless
We the on the planet so forget the rest

5- Young Buck]
You know I'm still nice with my cook
Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm in Brooklayn
I handle mine just like a real nigga
If I do some time, homie I'm all good
Let me show what a bout born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my five
And I ain't even got my wet yet
A seven nigga who ain't seen a royalty check bitch

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Buck)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's
And I'm gon' homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, me, I'm rap's MVP
And I goin' no where so you can get to know me