Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Or Love It (remix)

Yeah, let's take 'em
Uh huh

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

[Chorus x2- 50 (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the ontop
And I'm gon' shine until my heart stops

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

[Verse 2- The
I told Dre from the gate, I carry the fo' ya
First song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, fo ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in 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 creep and turn ya projects into
And I'm MVP
Don't make me remind ya'll what in D.C.
This ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new
And it seems your little rat out to be a mouse
This beef is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch, 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' homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to 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 chane
But its the same

[Verse 3- Lloyd
How many of them is with ya
When you had little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with the snub, cause niggas do a 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 enough 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 listen
If I see him then i'ma lift'em and that'll even the score
And if not, then be me on the floor

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

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

[Verse 4- Yayo]
I started out at fifteen, scared as
I took off a pack and I made them sell
As a youth, man I used to hustle for
With that little duece duece and my triple fat
Sippin' Jesus rockin' the laces
with me when she found my pieces
I look back on life and God I bless
We the best on the planet so the rest

[Verse 5- Young
You know I'm still nice with my cook
Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm in Brooklayn
I handle mine just like a nigga should
If I do some time, homie I'm still all
Let me what a thug bout born to die
I took the bullets 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 check bitch

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then 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