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 in my career
if Dre had got creativly up onto The Game project
if he's (echoes)

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[The

Comin' up he was confused his kissin a girl
If the shit happened in my household I hurl
Daddy ain't around prolly out crack
and told me he snitches just like a rat
Wanna good so he snitched on thugs
Somebody must have told him steroids drug
Walkin' round town everyday in that snitch
Put niggaz behind but homie that ain't dope
Now he toss and in his sleep at night
Wake up in the morning watch on miami vice
Different day same snitch ain't nothin good in the
run away from New York and never Come back if he could

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

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[The

G-G-G-G-UNOT!
On the of my low rider
Guns on both sides right above da 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 all about losses
Im Compton wear the wrong colors be cautious
One phone call will his body broke in parts and,
I stay strapped car seats
bangin' since my little nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
Thats 10 years i told in '05 I catch 50 let me tie up my Air Max '95's
I told u niggaz when i met u im'a ride and if i die rather homocide
I ain't have 50 cent when my died
Now i'm goin back to cali same jacob on see how fly

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Hate it or it the underdoggs on top
And he tell 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

the beggining to the end
Losers lose, winners win this is we ain't gotta pretend
The cold that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of that faggot now to Game
Told Dre from the i carry the heat for ya
first song i inherited Beef for ya
Gritted my for ya
G for ya
Put compton on my back when you was in need of
At my last i through away my N.W.A. gold
Had the whole crowd "Fuck YAYO!!"
So niggaz get up out of mine
For i creep and turn violator 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 Olivia got a new boyfriend
It seems ya little rat turned out to be a
beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
And 50 cent could vouch
the doubts was out i gave G-Unit mouth to mouth

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