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Yes, it's that u love 2 hate, yes, u love 2 hate
the song, I dedicate to niggas who love to hate
Look me in my face, I'm that u love 2 hate

Yes
(Fire, fire, fire)
It's that nigga u love 2 hate, u love 2 hate
it, nigga, u love 2 hate, nigga, I ain't fake

Before this rap shit I used to crack wit ghetto bastards
Pack gats an kept scratch up under the mattress
Fuck this rap shit, yay wrapped in plastic practice
Runnin' away from task tactics, hop
Leavin' 'em ass backwards this music

I used to be the 'Ice Cream Man' 1992, biatch
Don't you hear the music?
I got a head but ain't no in it, losin' it
Slangin' narcotics, them men two steps away from it, abusin' it

I then it was all bad it seemed like
Soon as a nigga moved it was all bad
Because of music, my whole block double crossed me
Got in the ass, bra but ain't no love lost see

'Cuz now, I yo ass off the G's and niggas found off the beach
Wit holes up in they body for tryin' to double me
I could move across seas and outta state smokin'
Hand yo ass an 8 to to the face, ya still hate nigga

'Cuz I'm nigga u love 2 hate
Tell yo bitch it's that nigga u 2 hate
Smoke-A-Lot, Regime, nigga, u 2 hate
Album to the face, nigga, u love 2

Yes, it's that u love 2 hate
Young nigga wit money, u 2 hate
Muthafuckas at me funny, u love 2 hate
Check it, Nigga

Is it I went on tour wit Biggie Smalls?
Or is it because yo bitch will to drop to the floor an my balls?
Or is it a nigga sky ball, since juvenile hall?
To these niggas straight talk shit
About me in of they broads, listen

Or is it I'm ridin' around in Range Rove's?
4 point 6, G-S 400 on dubb
An both of my got TV's in 'em, what you don't know
the fuck you grind fo?

Juss to pay note to the 9-4, I'm 9-8 shit
Is that the reason for all the
I flipped Townhouse, you still at mom's basement
Mad, walkin' around tellin' my I ain't shit

Back you used to be that nigga who I smoked
My dank wit, rob a bank wit because I you
Probably a slug fo you but now a nigga got no love fo you
Nigga, best friends became for centuries
An juss means you muthafuckas envy me

Hate, it's that nigga u 2 hate
Labeled to the face, u love 2 hate
Drugged out, out, u love 2 hate
Poppin' Xtacy an shit, u love 2 hate

I'm that nigga u 2 hate
Tell yo potnas it's that nigga u love 2
hate all the time, u love 2 hate
What? Why you me, nigga?

Is it yo bitch love me?
Or is because I stay whipped in all the latest
'Thugged Out', bubbly
'Da Good, Da Bad, Da Ugly', nigga livin' lovely
Signin' autographs, lil' run up an hug me

I'm where they from, I was raised by
heads an junkies, highschool flunky
Too out there tryin' to get my money
Hungry, I had to get it myself dishin' fo me

An now, my niggas mad, claim I ain't dishin' fo he
But fuck y'all, nigga, the fuck you done fo me?
But talk shit behind my back and try an smoke my
Or is it because I used to funk wit Short an P

Hatin' niggas after me but now won't me
Nigga, you can't even go gold, what the you sold?
Five units, nigga, my shit went platinum across the globe
Or is it these fake ass hoes claim they got my baby?

Act an crazy, reverse the game an now them bitches pay me
The day a signed wit Prince J
Got rid of them other niggas, my own sensai
Smoke-A-Lot, I got to record label
Phats, L.Q., Maxx, KeKe, my nigga

Colloso, Cheddar to make the nitros
Ridin' Harley's, die smokin' juss like Bob
I in the wide open at the Mobb party
Wit yo eyes open, through yo hard body, pick up

it's that nigga u love 2 hate
Sincerely yours, muthafucka, u 2 hate
truly, done deal
That nigga u love 2