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Yes, it's nigga u love 2 hate, yes, u love 2 hate
the song, I dedicate to niggas 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 love 2 hate, u love 2 hate
Stop it, nigga, u love 2 hate, nigga, I fake

Before rap shit I used to slang crack wit ghetto bastards
Pack automatic an kept scratch up under the mattress
Fuck this rap shit, yay wrapped in plastic practice
away from task tactics, hop fences
Leavin' 'em ass backwards before this

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

I moved then it was all bad it seemed
Soon as a moved then it was all bad
Because of this music, my whole block 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 holes up in they body for tryin' to double me
I could across seas and outta state smokin' weed
yo ass an 8 to smoke to the face, ya still hate nigga

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

Yes, that nigga u love 2 hate
Young nigga wit money, u 2 hate
Muthafuckas lookin' at me funny, u love 2
it, what? Nigga

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

Or is it because I'm ridin' in Range Rove's?
4 point 6, G-S 400 on mo-mo's
An both of my shit's got TV's in 'em, what you know
What the you grind fo?

Juss to pay to the 9-4, I'm ridin' 9-8 shit
Is the reason for all the hatred
I Townhouse, you still at mom's house basement
Mad, walkin' around tellin' my friends I shit

when you used to be that nigga who I smoked
My dank wit, rob a bank wit I trust you
Probably a slug fo you but now a nigga got no love fo you
Nigga, best friends became for centuries
An jealousy juss you muthafuckas envy me

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

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

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

I'm from they from, I was raised by
Crack heads an junkies, highschool
Too busy out there to get my money
Hungry, I had to get it myself dishin' fo me

An now, my niggas mad, claim I ain't dishin' fo he
But fuck y'all, nigga, the fuck you done fo me?
But talk behind my back 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 platinum across the
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 nigga 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 make the nitros
Harley's, die smokin' juss like Bob Marley
I died in the wide open at the Mobb
Wit yo eyes open, slugs yo hard body, pick up

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