50 cent - Hate It or Love It
[50
Cent]
Yeah,
let's take 'em back
Uh-huh..
Comin
up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl
Confusion
occurs comin up in the cold world
Daddy
ain't around, probably out commitin' felonies
My
favorite rapper used to sing, "Ch-check out My Melody"
I
wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For
a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Lana
told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
If I
can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed
and turned in my sleep that night
Woke
up the next mornin, niggaz had stole my bike
Different
day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd
run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
[Chorus
2X: 50 Cent] + (The Game)
Hate
it or love it, the underdog's on top
And
I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go
'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And
I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
[The
Game]
I
told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya"
First
mix tape song I inherited beef for ya
Gritted
my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya [unit]
Put
Compton on my back when you in need of soldiers
At
my last show I threw away my N.W.A. gold
I
had the whole crowd yellin' "Free Yayo!"
So
niggaz better get up outta mine
For
I creep and turn your projects into Columbine
And
I'm rap's MVP
Don't
make me remind y'all what happened in D.C.
This
nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad
at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And
it seems your lil' rat turned out to be a mouse
This
beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even
Young Buck can vouch
When
the doubts was out, who gave the west mouth-to-mouth?! [hahaha]
[Chorus
2X: 50 Cent] + (Lloyd Banks)
Hate
it or love it, the underdog's on top
And
I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go
'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And
I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
[50
Cent]
From
the beginnin to the end, losers lose
Winners
win this is real we ain't got to pretend
The
cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
I
thought it would change, It's stayin' the same
[Lloyd
Banks]
How
many of them boys is witcha'
When
you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm
walking with a snub
Cause
niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on
the
rug
Ain't
never had much but a Walkman and a bud
My
role model is gone snortin' up his drug
Bad
enough they want me to choke my boy
Just
got poked in the throat
Now
it's an Auggie shirt and my coat
Now
I'm speedin', reminiscin'
Holdin
my weed here, never listen
If I
see him I'ma lift em
Maybe
that will even the score
If
not, it'll be me on the floor
[Chorus
2X: 50 Cent] + (Tony Yayo)
Hate
it or love it, the underdog's on top
And
I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go
'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And
I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
[Tony
Yayo]
I
started out at 15, scared as hell
I
took 30 off a pack and made them sales
As a
youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With
that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose
Sippin
Easy Jesus, rockin a leases?
My
momma whip me when she found my pieces
I
look back on life, thank God I'm blessed
We
the best on the planet so forget the rest
[Young
Buck]
You
know I'm still nice with my cook game
Look
mayne, it's a hood thang
That's
why I'm loved in Brook-lyn
I
handle mine just like a real nigga should
If I
do some time homie, I'm still all good
Let
me show you what a thug bout, born to die
I
took the bullets outta 50 and put em in my .45
And
I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A
seven figga nigga who ain't seen award or check yet
[Chorus
2X: 50 Cent] + (Young Buck)
Hate
it or love it, the underdog's on top
And
I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go
'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And
I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)