Luyện nghe bài hát U Love 2 Hate

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

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

Before this rap shit I used to slang 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 before this music

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

I moved it was all bad it seemed like
Soon as a nigga moved it was all bad
Because of this music, my whole block double me
Got shot in the ass, bra but no love lost see

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

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

Yes, it's nigga u love 2 hate
Young nigga wit money, u love 2
lookin' at me funny, u love 2 hate
Check it, what?

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

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

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

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

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

I'm that u love 2 hate
Tell yo potnas it's nigga u love 2 hate
Playa 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
'Thugged Out', bubbly
'Da Good, Da Bad, Da Ugly', nigga finally lovely
Signin' autographs, lil' run up an hug me

I'm from 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 myself nobody fo me

An now, my niggas mad, claim that I dishin' 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 because I to funk wit Short an Master P

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

Act shady an crazy, the game an now them bitches pay me
The day a nigga signed wit 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, to make the nitros soggy
Ridin' Harley's, die smokin' juss like Bob
I died in the open at the Mobb party
Wit yo eyes open, slugs yo hard body, pick up

'Cuz it's that u love 2 hate
yours, muthafucka, u love 2 hate
Yours truly, deal
nigga u love 2 hate