Luyện nghe bài hát U Love 2 Hate

Yes, it's that nigga u love 2 hate, yes, u 2 hate
This the song, I dedicate to niggas who to hate
Look me in my face, I'm that u love 2 hate

Yes
(Fire, fire, fire)
that nigga u love 2 hate, nigga u love 2 hate
Stop it, nigga, u love 2 hate, nigga, I ain't

Before this rap I used to slang crack wit ghetto bastards
automatic gats an kept scratch up under the mattress
Fuck this rap shit, yay wrapped in plastic practice
Runnin' from task tactics, hop fences
Leavin' 'em ass backwards before this

I to be the 'Ice Cream Man' since 1992, biatch
Don't you hear the music?
I got a but ain't no screws in it, losin' it
Slangin' narcotics, them men two away from usin' it, abusin' it

I moved then it was all bad it seemed
Soon as a nigga then it was all bad
Because of this music, my block double crossed me
Got shot in the ass, bra but ain't no love see

'Cuz now, I have yo ass off the G's and niggas found off the
Wit holes up in body for tryin' to double cross me
I could move across seas and state smokin' weed
Hand yo ass an 8 to smoke to the face, ya still hate

I'm that nigga u love 2 hate
Tell yo it's that nigga u love 2 hate
Smoke-A-Lot, Regime, nigga, u love 2
Album to the face, nigga, u 2 hate

Yes, it's that u love 2 hate
nigga wit money, u love 2 hate
Muthafuckas at me funny, u love 2 hate
it, what? Nigga

Is it because I went on tour wit Smalls?
Or is it because yo bitch will to to the floor an lick my balls?
Or is it a nigga sky ball, since juvenile hall?
To make these straight talk shit
About me in front of broads, listen

Or is it because I'm ridin' around in Range
4 point 6, G-S 400 on dubb
An of my shit's got TV's in 'em, what you don't know
What the fuck you fo?

Juss to pay note to the 9-4, I'm 9-8 shit
Is that the reason for all the
I flipped Townhouse, you still at mom's house
Mad, walkin' tellin' my friends I ain't shit

Back when you to be that nigga who I smoked
My dank wit, rob a bank wit because I you
Probably a slug fo you but now a nigga got no love fo you
Nigga, best friends enemies for centuries
An jealousy juss means you envy me

Hate, it's nigga u love 2 hate
Labeled to the face, nigga u love 2
Drugged out, smoothed out, u love 2
Xtacy an shit, nigga u love 2 hate

I'm that nigga u love 2
Tell yo potnas that nigga u love 2 hate
Playa hate all the time, u love 2
What? Why you me, nigga?

Is it yo bitch love me?
Or is I stay whipped in all the latest rugby's
'Thugged Out', bubbly
'Da Good, Da Bad, Da Ugly', nigga finally livin'
Signin' autographs, kids run up an hug me

I'm where they from, I was raised by
Crack an junkies, highschool flunky
Too busy out tryin' to get my money
Hungry, I had to get it nobody dishin' fo me

An now, my niggas mad, claim that I ain't fo he
But y'all, nigga, what the fuck you done fo me?
But talk shit behind my and try an smoke my weed
Or is it I used to funk wit Short an Master P

Hatin' after me but now won't capture me
Nigga, you can't go gold, what the fuck you sold?
Five thousand units, nigga, my shit went platinum across the
Or is it these fake ass hoes claim they got my baby?

Act shady an crazy, the game an now them bitches pay me
The day a signed wit Prince J
Got rid of other niggas, became my own sensai
Smoke-A-Lot, I got to record also
Phats, L.Q., Maxx, KeKe, my Gonzoe

Colloso, Cheddar to make the nitros
Ridin' Harley's, die smokin' juss like Bob
I died in the open at the Mobb party
Wit yo eyes open, through yo hard body, pick up

it's that nigga u love 2 hate
Sincerely yours, muthafucka, u 2 hate
Yours truly, done
That nigga u 2 hate