50 Cent - Hate It Or Love It Remix
Yeah. Let’s take them back.
Uh huh!
[verse 1: 50 Cent]
Coming up I was confused, my mama kissing a girl.
Confusion occurs coming up in a cold world.
Daddy ain’t around, probably out comitting felonies,
My favorite rapper used to sing check, check out my melody.
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
for a four-finger ring, one of them gold ropes,
Santa told me if I pass I get a sheepskin coat.
If I can move a few packs I get the hat,
now that would be dope!
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night,
woke up the next morning, niggers had stole my bike.
Different day, same shit; ain’t nothing good in the hood–
I’d run away from this bitch and never come back if I could.
[chorus, both x2]
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top,
and I’m gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop.
Go ahead, envy me: I’m rap’s MVP,
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me!
[verse 2: Game]
I told Dre from the gate I’d carry the heat for you,
First mixtape I inherited the beef for you,
Gritted my teeth for you,
G, G, G, G (Unit) for you.
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers.
At my last show I threw away my NWA gold and
Had the whole crowd yelling “Free Yayo.”
So niggers better get up out of mine,
before I creep and turn your projects into Columbine.
And I’m rap’s MVP,
Don’t make me remind you what happened in DC.
This nigger ain’t Gotti, he pretends.
Mad at us because Ashanti got a new boyfriend.
And it seems your little 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 Doc was out, who gave the West Coast mouth-to-mouth?
[chorus, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent x2]
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top,
and I’m gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop.
Go ahead, envy me: I’m rap’s MVP,
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me!
[verse 3, 50 Cent]
From the beginning to the end,
loser lose, winners win:
this is real, we don’t have to pretend.
In this cold world that we in,
It’s full of pressure and pain,
I thought it would change, it’s just staying the same.
[Lloyd Banks]
How many of them balls was with you,
When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture,
I’m walking with a snub,
because niggers do a lot of slick talking in the club,
until they’re coughing on the rug.
I ain’t never had much, but a walkman and a bud,
my role model was gone, snorting up his drugs.
‘Bad enough they want me to choke,
my boy just got poked in the throat–
now it’s an RIP shirt in my coat!
Now I’m speeding, reminiscing,
holding my weed in, never listen,
if I see him, never living–
Maybe that will even the score,
But if not it’ll be me on the floor!
[chorus, Tony Yayo, 50 Cent x2]
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top,
and I’m gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop.
Go ahead, 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 thirty off a pack, and made them sales.
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot–
with that little deuce deuce and my triple fat goose.
Sipping easy jesus, rocking the leases,
But my mama whipped me when she found my pieces.
I look back on life and think, God, I’m blessed!
We’re the best on the planet, so forget the rest.
[Young Buck]
You know I’m still nice with my cook game,
Look man, it’s a hood thing–
that’s why I’m loved in Brooklyn.
I handle mine, just like a real nigger should.
If I do some time, homie, I’m still all good.
Let me show you what a thug’s about,
born to die, I took the bullets out of 50,
put them in my 45.
And I ain’t even got my feet wet yet,
a seven figure nigger who ain’t seen a royalty check!
[chorus, Young Buck, 50 Cent x2]
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top,
and I’m gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop.
Go ahead, envy me: I’m rap’s MVP,
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me!
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