Luyện nghe bài hát Hate It Or Love It

Yeah, let's 'em back
Uh huh

[Verse 1 - 50
Comin' up I was confused, my kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the world
Daddy ain't around, prolly out felonies
My favorite rapper to sing ch-check out my melody
I live good, so shit I sell dope
For a fo' finger ring, one of gold ropes
Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin
If I can a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope
and turn in my sleep at night
Woke up the mornin' niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' in the hood
I'd run from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus x2 - 50 (Then Game)]
Hate it or it, the underdog's ontop
And I'm shine homie until my heart stops

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

2 - The Game]
I told Dre the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
First mixtape song, I beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, fo ya
Put Compton on my when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show, I away my NWA gold
And had the whole crowd yellin' free
So better get up outta mine
Before I creep and turn ya projects into
And I'm MVP
Don't make me ya'll what happened in D.C.
nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it your little rat turned out to be a mouse
beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch, the doubts was out
Who gave the Coast mouth to mouth

x2 - 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or it, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' homie until my heart stops

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

[Bridge - 50
the beginnin' to end
Losers lose, win
This is real, we got to pretend
The cold that we in
Is full of pressure and
I thought it change
But its stayin' the

[Verse 3 - Lloyd
How many of boys is with ya
When you had little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a slip talkin' in the club
they 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 me to choke
My boy just got 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 and him and maybe that'll even the score
And if not, then be me on the floor

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

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

[Verse 4 - Tony
I out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took thirty off a and I made them sell
As a youth, man I used to hustle for
With that duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the
with me and when she found my pieces
I look back on life and God I'm blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the

[Verse 5 - Buck]
You I'm still nice with my cooked game
Look mayn, its a hood thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn
I mine just like a real nigga should
If I do some time, homie I'm all good
Let me what a thug that born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four
And I ain't got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who seen a royalty check bitch

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

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