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

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

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[The

Comin' up he was confused his momma kissin a
If the shit happened in my I might hurl
Daddy around prolly out doin' crack
and told me he snitches just like a rat
Wanna good so he snitched on thugs
Somebody must have him steroids wasn't drug
Walkin' round town in that snitch coat
Put niggaz behind bars but that ain't dope
Now he toss and turn in his sleep at
Wake up in the morning cops on miami vice
Different day same snitch ain't good in the hood
He'd run from New York and never Come back if he could

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

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[The

G-G-G-G-UNOT!
On the grill of my low
Guns on sides right above da gold wires
.45 'em
Kill banks on my song and do it
thats the true meaning of a writer
10 G's 'd take out his air forces
Believe you me homie i know all losses
Im from Compton wear the wrong be cautious
One phone call will have his broke in parts and,
I stay like car seats
Been bangin' since my little 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 niggaz when i met u ride and if i gotta die rather homocide
I ain't have 50 when my grandmama died
Now i'm goin to cali same jacob on see how time fly

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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

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[The

the beggining to the end
Losers lose, winners win this is real we gotta pretend
The cold world that we in is full of and pain
Enough of that faggot now listen to
Told Dre the gate i carry the heat for ya
first mixtape i inherited Beef for ya
Gritted my for ya
G for ya
Put compton on my when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show i through my N.W.A. gold
Had the whole crowd "Fuck YAYO!!"
So niggaz get up out of mine
For i creep and violator into Columbine
And i'm M.V.P
Don't make me remind Yayo was in P.C.
That niggaa gotti he pretend
Mad at me 'cause got a new boyfriend
It seems ya little rat turned out to be a
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly
And even 50 could vouch
When the doubts was out i gave G-Unit to mouth

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Hate it or love it the on top
And he gon and go runnin to the cops
Go snitch on me
Im MVP
And I goin nowhere so they can come and get me