Luyện nghe bài hát Hate It Or Love It - Street Remix (G-Unot)

That will be the end of 50 cent on shady
I'm forward in my career
if Dre had got creativly tied up onto The Game
if he's (echoes)

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[The

Comin' up he was confused his momma a girl
If the shit happened in my household I hurl
Daddy ain't around out doin' crack
and Scarface me he snitches just like a rat
Wanna live good so he on thugs
Somebody must have him steroids wasn't drug
Walkin' town everyday in that snitch coat
Put niggaz behind bars but homie that ain't
Now he toss and turn in his at night
Wake up in the morning watch cops on miami
Different day same snitch nothin good in the hood
He'd run away New York and never Come back if he could

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Hate it or love it the on top
And he gon and go runnin to the cops
Go head on me
Im M.V.P
And I ain't goin so they can come and get me

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[The

G-G-G-G-UNOT!
On the grill of my low
on both sides right above da gold wires
.45 'em
Kill banks on my song and do it
the true meaning of a ghost writer
10 G's 'd take out his air forces
Believe you me homie i know all losses
Im from Compton wear the colors be cautious
One phone call will have his broke in parts and,
I strapped like car seats
bangin' since my little nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
Thats 10 years i told buck in '05 I catch 50 let me tie up my Air Max
I told u when i met u im'a ride and if i gotta die rather homocide
I ain't 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now i'm back to cali same jacob on see how time fly

x2]

Hate it or it the underdoggs on top
And he gon' and go runnin to the cops
Go head on me
Im M.V.P
And I goin nowhere so they can come and get me

3]
[The

From the to the end
Losers lose, winners win this is we ain't gotta pretend
The cold world that we in is full of and pain
Enough of that now listen to Game
Told Dre the gate i carry the heat for ya
first mixtape song i Beef for ya
my teeth for ya
G for ya
Put compton on my back you was in need of soldiers
At my last show i away my N.W.A. gold
Had the crowd yellin' "Fuck YAYO!!"
So niggaz betta get up out of
For i creep and turn violator Columbine
And i'm M.V.P
Don't make me y'all Yayo was in P.C.
That ain't gotti he pretend
Mad at me 'cause Olivia got a new
It seems ya rat turned out to be a mouse
This shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
And even 50 cent vouch
When the doubts was out i G-Unit mouth to mouth

x2]
Hate it or love it the on top
And he gon tell and go to the cops
Go snitch on me
Im MVP
And I ain't nowhere so they can come and get me