Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, let's 'em back
Uh huh

[Verse 1- 50
Comin' up I was confused, my mama a girl
occurs, comin' up in the cold world
Daddy around, problly out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper 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 turn in my sleep that
Woke up the next mornin' niggas done my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the
I'd run away from bitch and never come back if I could

x2- 50 Cent (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the ontop
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

2- The Game]
I told Dre the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, 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 better get up outta mine
Before I creep and turn ya into Collumbine
And I'm MVP
Don't make me remind ya'll what in D.C.
This nigga Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause got a new boyfriend
And it your little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the and the birds fly south
Even Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the West mouth to mouth

x2- 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love, the 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
the beginnin' to the end
Losers lose, win
is real, we ain't got to pretend
The world that we in
Is full of and pain
I it would chane
But its stayin' the

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

x2- 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love, the 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

[Verse 4- Yayo]
I out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took thirty off a pack and I them sell
As a youth, man I used to for loot
With that duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy rockin' the laces
Mama with me she found my pieces
I back on life and think God I bless
We the on the planet so forget the rest

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

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

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