Yes, it's that nigga u 2 hate, yes, u love 2 hate This the song, I to niggas who love to hate me in my face, I'm that nigga u love 2 hate
Yes (Fire, fire, fire) It's nigga u love 2 hate, nigga u love 2 hate it, nigga, u love 2 hate, nigga, I ain't fake
Before this rap shit I used to slang wit ghetto bastards Pack automatic gats an scratch up under the mattress Fuck this rap shit, yay wrapped in everyday practice away from task tactics, hop fences Leavin' 'em ass backwards before music
I used to be the 'Ice Cream Man' 1992, biatch you hear the muthafuckin' music? I got a head but ain't no screws in it, it Slangin' narcotics, them men two steps away from it, abusin' it
I moved then it was all bad it like Soon as a moved then it was all bad Because of this music, my whole 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 niggas found off the 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 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 love 2 Young wit money, u love 2 hate Muthafuckas lookin' at me funny, u 2 hate it, what? Nigga
Is it because I went on tour wit Biggie Or is it because yo bitch will to drop to the floor an my balls? Or is it because a nigga sky ball, since juvenile To make these niggas straight 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 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 the reason for all the hatred I flipped Townhouse, you still at house basement Mad, walkin' tellin' my friends I ain't shit
Back when you used to be nigga who I smoked My dank wit, rob a bank wit because I you Probably take a slug fo you but now a got no love fo you Nigga, best became enemies for centuries An jealousy juss means you envy me
Hate, it's that nigga u love 2 to the face, nigga u love 2 hate Drugged out, out, u love 2 hate Poppin' Xtacy an shit, u love 2 hate
I'm that nigga u 2 hate Tell yo potnas it's that nigga u 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', nigga finally lovely Signin' autographs, lil' run up an hug me
I'm from where they from, I was by Crack heads an junkies, 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 dishin' fo he But fuck y'all, nigga, the fuck you done fo me? But shit behind my back and try an smoke my weed Or is it because I used to funk wit Short an P
Hatin' niggas after me but now capture me Nigga, you can't go gold, what the fuck you sold? Five units, nigga, my shit went platinum across the globe Or is it because fake ass hoes 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 other niggas, became my own sensai Smoke-A-Lot, I got to record label Phats, L.Q., Maxx, KeKe, my nigga
Colloso, Cheddar to make the nitros Ridin' Harley's, die smokin' like Bob Marley I died in the wide at the Mobb party Wit yo eyes open, slugs through yo hard body, up
'Cuz that nigga u love 2 hate Sincerely yours, muthafucka, u love 2 Yours truly, done nigga u love 2 hate