Luyện nghe bài hát U Love 2 Hate

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, it's that nigga u 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 wit Biggie Smalls?
Or is it because yo will to drop to the floor an lick my balls?
Or is it because a sky ball, since juvenile hall?
To make niggas straight talk shit
About me in front of broads, listen

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

An now, my niggas mad, claim that I dishin' fo he
But fuck y'all, nigga, the fuck you done fo me?
But talk shit behind my and try an smoke my weed
Or is it because I used to wit Short an Master P

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

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

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

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