Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, let's 'em back
Uh huh

[Verse 1- 50
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a
occurs, comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, problly out committin'
My favorite rapper used to sing out my melody
I live good, so shit I sell dope
For a finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nanna told me if I pass get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now be dope
Tossed and turn in my that night
Woke up the mornin' niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never back if I could

[Chorus x2- 50 (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 no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 2- The
I Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
Put Compton on my back you was in need of soldiers
At my last show, I threw my NWA gold
And had the whole yellin' free Yayo
So niggas better get up outta
I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine
And I'm MVP
Don't make me ya'll what happened in D.C.
This ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems your rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly
Even Young can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who the West Coast mouth to mouth

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

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

[Bridge- 50
From the to the end
lose, winners win
This is real, we got to pretend
The cold that we in
Is full of and pain
I it would chane
But its stayin' the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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