Luyện nghe bài hát The Nigga Ya Love to Hate

I heard payback's a motherfucking
why I'm sick of gettin' treated like a goddamn stepchild
Fuck a punk I ain't him
You gotta with the nine double m
The damn scum that you all
Just think if niggas decide to
They try to me from running up
I never tell you to get it's all about coming up
So what do go and ban the AK?
My shit registered any fucking way
So you better duck run and hide out
When I'm rolling slow and the lights out
Cause I'm about to fuck up the
Shooting out the window of a Brougham
When I'm shooting see who drop
The the media and suckers that went pop
And motherfuckers that say too black
Put em overseas they be to come back
They say em on gangs and drugs
You to sweep a nigga like me up under the rug
shit called street knowledge
Why more niggas in the pen than in
Now cause of that line I be your cellmate
That's from the nigga ya love to

you Ice Cube
Yeah, ha-ha, it's the you love to hate
you Ice Cube
Hey yo baby, your warned you about me
It's the nigga you to hate
Yo, you ain't doing pops
Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the
you got to say for yourself?
You do like how I'm Well, fuck you

Once again it's on, the motherfucking
Ice Cube the bitch cap peeler
Yo runnin' through the line Bo
no pot to piss in
I put my in
Now who do ya to hate
Cause I talk shit and down the
I don't fake you're begging I fall off
The might as well cut them balls off
And get your ass ready for the
The mob is droppin' sense and
We'll in the pen will shank
Any Tom and Hank or get the ass
Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you
But how you live
I ain't the bullshit
I cold bitches no hoes
Don't want to sleep so I keep No-Doz
And tell the young people what they gotta
Cause I when niggas gotta live low
And if you're locked up I dedicate my in
From San Quentin to Rykers
We got em afraid of the funky
I to clown so pump up the sound
In the jeep make the old say
Oh my god wait it's the ya love to hate

you Ice Cube
Yeah on fool
It's the you love to hate
Fuck you Ice
run up punk
It's the nigga you love to
Yo, who the fuck you you are calling girls bitches?
You ain't all
all I hear, bitch, bitch
I ain't bitch
A is a

Soul Train done they soul
Just call it train cause the bitches look like
I see a lotta others
It almost like the Bandstand
You ask me did I like
About as as the bicentennial
I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools they all scared of
the Ice
And what I say I portray and all that
And even seen the gat
I don't want to see no
I'm sick of shit listen to the hit
Cause yo if I look and see another
On the video tryin' to out-dance each
I'm a T-Bone to pass the bottle
And don't give me that shit about model
It wise to chastise and preach
open the eyes of each
Cause laws are to be broken up
What need to do is start loc'ing up
And build mold and fold they self shape
Of the nigga ya to hate