Yes, it's that u love 2 hate, yes, u love 2 hate This the song, I dedicate to niggas who love to Look me in my face, I'm that nigga u 2 hate
Yes (Fire, fire, fire) It's that nigga u love 2 hate, nigga u 2 hate Stop it, nigga, u 2 hate, nigga, I ain't fake
Before this rap shit I to slang crack wit ghetto bastards Pack automatic gats an kept scratch up the mattress Fuck this rap shit, yay wrapped in everyday practice Runnin' away from tactics, hop fences Leavin' 'em ass backwards this music
I used to be the 'Ice Cream since 1992, biatch you hear the muthafuckin' music? I got a but ain't no screws in it, losin' it narcotics, them men two steps away from usin' it, abusin' it
I then it was all bad it seemed like 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 no love lost see
'Cuz now, I have yo ass off the G's and found off the beach Wit up in they body for tryin' to double cross me I could move across seas and outta smokin' weed Hand yo ass an 8 to smoke to the face, ya hate nigga
I'm that nigga u love 2 hate Tell yo bitch it's that nigga u love 2 Smoke-A-Lot, Regime, nigga, u love 2 Album to the face, nigga, u 2 hate
Yes, it's nigga u love 2 hate nigga wit money, u love 2 hate Muthafuckas lookin' at me funny, u love 2 Check it, Nigga
Is it because I on tour wit Biggie Smalls? Or is it because yo bitch will to drop to the floor an my balls? Or is it because a nigga sky ball, since hall? To make these niggas talk shit About me in front of they broads,
Or is it because I'm ridin' around in Rove's? 4 point 6, G-S 400 on dubb An both of my shit's got in 'em, what you don't know the fuck you grind fo?
Juss to pay to the 9-4, I'm ridin' 9-8 shit Is the reason for all the hatred I flipped Townhouse, you at mom's house basement Mad, walkin' around tellin' my friends I shit
Back when you used to be that nigga who I My wit, rob a bank wit because I trust you take a slug fo you but now a nigga got no love fo you Nigga, best friends became enemies for 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 2 hate Poppin' Xtacy an shit, u love 2 hate
I'm that nigga u love 2 Tell yo potnas it's that u love 2 hate hate all the time, u love 2 hate What? Why you hate me,
Is it because yo bitch me? Or is because I stay in all the latest rugby's 'Thugged Out', bubbly 'Da Good, Da Bad, Da Ugly', finally livin' lovely Signin' autographs, lil' run up an hug me
I'm where they from, I was raised by heads an junkies, highschool flunky Too out there tryin' to get my money Hungry, I had to get it myself nobody fo me
An now, my niggas mad, claim that I ain't fo he But fuck y'all, nigga, what the 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' niggas after me but now capture me Nigga, you even go gold, what the fuck you sold? Five thousand units, nigga, my went platinum across the globe Or is it these fake ass hoes claim they got my baby?
Act shady an crazy, reverse the an now them bitches pay me The day a nigga wit Prince J Got rid of them other niggas, my own sensai Smoke-A-Lot, I got to label also Phats, L.Q., Maxx, KeKe, my nigga
Colloso, to make the nitros soggy Harley's, die smokin' juss like Bob Marley I in the wide open at the Mobb party Wit yo eyes open, through yo hard body, pick up
'Cuz that nigga u love 2 hate Sincerely yours, muthafucka, u love 2 truly, done deal That nigga u love 2