Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, let's 'em back
Uh huh

1- 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold
Daddy ain't around, problly out felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I dope
For a four finger ring, one of them ropes
Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a skin coat
If I can move a few I'd get the hat, now that'll be dope
and turn in my sleep that night
Woke up the next niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come if I could

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

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

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

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

Go ahead, me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no 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 cold that we in
Is full of and pain
I thought it would
But its stayin' the

[Verse 3- Lloyd
How many of them is with ya
you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with the snub, niggas do a lotta slick talkin' in the club
they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough 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 then i'ma lift'em and maybe that'll the score
And if not, it'll be me on the floor

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

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 4- Tony
I started out at fifteen, scared as
I took thirty off a pack and I made them
As a youth, man I to hustle for loot
With that duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the
Mama with me when she my pieces
I look on life and think God I bless
We the on the planet so forget the rest

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

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

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