paroles de chanson Hate It Or Love It - The Game
Yeah,
let's
take
'em
back
Uh-huh
Coming
up
I
was
confused,
my
mommy
kissing
a
girl
Confusion
occurs
coming
up
in
the
cold
world
Daddy
ain't
around,
probably
out
committing
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
Nana
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
morning,
niggas
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
Hate
it
or
love
it,
the
underdog's
on
top
And
I'm
gon'
shine,
homie,
until
my
heart
stop
Go
'head
envy
me,
I'm
rap's
M.V.P
And
I
ain't
going
nowhere,
so
you
can
get
to
know
me
Hate
it
or
love
it,
the
underdog's
on
top
And
I'm
gon'
shine,
homie,
until
my
heart
stop
Go
'head
envy
me,
I'm
rap's
M.V.P
And
I
ain't
going
nowhere,
so
you
can
get
to
know
me
(G-G-G-G-G-Unit!)
On
the
grill
of
my
lowrider
Guns
on
both
sides,
right
above
the
gold
wires
I'll
fo'-five
'em,
kill
a
nigga
on
my
song
And
really
do
it,
that's
the
true
meaning
of
a
ghostwriter
Ten
G's
will
take
your
daughter
out
her
Air
Forces
Believe
you
me,
homie,
I
know
all
about
losses
I'm
from
Compton,
wear
the
wrong
colors,
be
cautious
One
phone
call'll
have
your
body
dumped
in
Marcy
I
stay
strapped
like
car
seats
Been
bangin'
since
my
lil'
nigga
Rob
got
killed
for
his
Barkleys
That's
ten
years,
I
told
Pooh
in
'95
"I'll
kill
you
if
you
try
me
for
my
Air
Max
'95s"
Told
Banks
when
I
met
him,
"I'ma
ride
And
if
I
gotta
die,
I'd
rather
homicide"
I
ain't
have
50
Cent
when
my
grandmama
died
Now
I'm
going
back
to
Cali
With
my
Jacob
on,
see
how
time
fly?
Hate
it
or
love
it,
the
underdog's
on
top
And
I'm
gon'
shine,
homie,
until
my
heart
stop
Go
'head
envy
me,
I'm
rap's
M.V.P
And
I
ain't
going
nowhere,
so
you
can
get
to
know
me
Hate
it
or
love
it,
the
underdog's
on
top
And
I'm
gon'
shine,
homie,
until
my
heart
stop
Go
'head
envy
me,
I'm
rap's
M.V.P
And
I
ain't
going
nowhere,
so
you
can
get
to
know
me
From
the
beginning
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
Enough
of
me,
nigga,
now
listen
to
Game
Used
to
see
Five-O,
throw
the
crack
by
the
bench
Now
I'm
fuckin'
with
5-0,
it's
all
starting
to
make
sense
My
mom's
happy,
she
ain't
gotta
pay
the
rent
And
she
got
a
red
bow
on
that
brand
new
Benz
Waiting
on
Sha
Money
to
land,
sitting
in
the
Range
Thinking
how
they
spent
30
million
dollars
on
airplanes
When
there's
kids
starvin'
Pac
is
gone
and
Brenda
still
throwing
babies
in
the
garbage
I
wanna
know
what's
going
on
like
I
hear
Marvin
No
schoolbooks,
they
used
that
wood
to
build
coffins
Whenever
I'm
in
the
booth
and
I
get
exhausted
I
think,
"What
if
Marie
Baker
got
that
abortion?"
I
love
you,
ma
Hate
it
or
love
it,
the
underdog's
on
top
And
I'm
gon'
shine,
homie,
until
my
heart
stop
Go
'head
envy
me,
I'm
rap's
M.V.P
And
I
ain't
going
nowhere,
so
you
can
get
to
know
me
Hate
it
or
love
it,
the
underdog's
on
top
And
I'm
gon'
shine,
homie,
until
my
heart
stop
Go
'head
envy
me,
I'm
rap's
M.V.P
And
I
ain't
going
nowhere,
so
you
can
get
to
know
me
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