Yes, it's that nigga u 2 hate, yes, u love 2 hate This the song, I dedicate to who love to hate Look me in my face, I'm that u love 2 hate
Yes (Fire, fire, fire) It's that nigga u 2 hate, nigga u love 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 under the Fuck rap shit, yay wrapped in plastic everyday practice Runnin' from task tactics, hop fences Leavin' 'em ass backwards before music
I used to be the 'Ice Man' since 1992, biatch Don't you the muthafuckin' music? I got a head but ain't no in it, losin' it Slangin' narcotics, them men two steps away usin' it, abusin' it
I moved then it was all bad it seemed as a nigga moved then it was all bad Because of this music, my whole block 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 across seas and outta state smokin' Hand yo ass an 8 to to the face, ya still hate nigga
'Cuz I'm that nigga u love 2 yo bitch it's that nigga u love 2 hate Smoke-A-Lot, Regime, nigga, u love 2 Album to the face, nigga, u love 2
Yes, that nigga u love 2 hate Young wit money, u love 2 hate Muthafuckas lookin' at me funny, u love 2 Check it, what?
Is it because I went on tour wit Smalls? Or is it because yo bitch to drop to the floor an lick my balls? Or is it because a nigga sky ball, since juvenile To make niggas straight talk shit About me in of they broads, listen
Or is it because I'm ridin' around in Range 4 point 6, G-S 400 on dubb An both of my shit's got 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 the reason for all the hatred I flipped Townhouse, you still at mom's basement Mad, walkin' around tellin' my I ain't shit
Back you used to be that nigga who I smoked My wit, rob a bank wit because I trust you Probably take a slug fo you but now a got no love fo you Nigga, best friends became for centuries An jealousy juss means you envy me
Hate, it's that nigga u 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 u love 2 hate Tell yo potnas it's that nigga u 2 hate Playa hate all the time, u 2 hate What? Why you me, nigga?
Is it because yo bitch me? Or is because I whipped in all the latest rugby's Out', sippin' bubbly 'Da Good, Da Bad, Da Ugly', nigga finally livin' Signin' autographs, lil' run up an hug me
I'm from where from, I was raised by Crack an junkies, highschool flunky Too busy out there to get my money Hungry, I had to get it myself dishin' fo me
An now, my niggas mad, claim that I ain't 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 funk wit 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 shit went platinum the globe Or is it because these fake ass claim they got my baby?
Act an crazy, reverse the game an now them bitches pay me The day a signed wit Prince J Got rid of them other niggas, my own sensai Smoke-A-Lot, I got to record also Phats, L.Q., Maxx, KeKe, my Gonzoe
Colloso, Cheddar to 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 nigga u 2 hate Sincerely yours, muthafucka, u 2 hate Yours truly, done That nigga u 2 hate