Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, let's take 'em
Uh huh

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

[Chorus x2- 50 (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the ontop
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 2- The
I Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
First 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 away my NWA
And had the whole crowd yellin' free
So niggas better get up outta
Before I creep and turn ya projects 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, Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the and the birds fly south
Even Young can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the West mouth to mouth

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

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

50 Cent]
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 thought it chane
But its the same

[Verse 3- Banks]
How many of them is with ya
When you had that TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with the snub, cause niggas do a lotta slick talkin' in the
Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had but a walkman and a bud
My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to
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 listen
If I see him then i'ma and maybe 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 underdog's
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart

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 out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took thirty off a pack and I made them
As a youth, man I used to for loot
that little duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' Jesus rockin' the laces
Mama with me she found my pieces
I back on life and think God I bless
We the on the planet so forget the rest

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

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

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