Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, take '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 committin'
My favorite used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so I sell dope
For a four ring, one of them gold ropes
Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a skin coat
If I can move a few I'd get the hat, now that'll be dope
Tossed and in my sleep that night
Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my
day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd run away from this and never come back if I could

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

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to me

[Verse 2- The
I told Dre from the gate, I the heat fo' ya
First mixtape song, I beef fo' ya
my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
Put Compton on my back you was in need of soldiers
At my last show, I threw away my NWA
And had the crowd yellin' free Yayo
So niggas better get up mine
Before I creep and turn ya projects Collumbine
And I'm MVP
Don't make me remind ya'll happened in D.C.
This ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new
And it seems your little rat turned out to be a
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly
Even Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the Coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Banks)]
Hate it or love, the ontop
And I'm shine 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

50 Cent]
From the to the end
lose, winners win
This is real, we ain't got to
The world that we in
Is full of pressure and
I it would chane
But its the same

[Verse 3- Lloyd
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, cause niggas do a lotta talkin' in the club
Till they on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
My model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to choke
My boy got poked in the throat, now its a R.I.P. shirt in my coat
Now I'm speedin' reminiscin', holdin' my in never listen
If I see him then i'ma and maybe that'll even the score
And if not, then it'll be me on the

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

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to me

4- Tony Yayo]
I out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took off a pack and I made them sell
As a youth, man I used to hustle for
With little duece duece and my triple fat goose
easy Jesus rockin' the laces
Mama with me when she found my
I look back on life and God I bless
We the best on the planet so forget the

[Verse 5- Young
You know I'm nice with my cook game
mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn
I handle mine just like a nigga should
If I do time, homie I'm still all good
Let me show what a thug born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my five
And I ain't got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain't seen a royalty check

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

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I ain't no where so you can get to know me