Artist:the game
Songs Title:hate it or love it
Yea
Lets takeem back
Uh huh
Coming up I was confused
My mama kissing a girl
Confusion occurs
Coming up in a cold world
Daddy aint around
Probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing
Check, check out my melody
I wanna live good so sh*t I sell d**e
For a four-finger ring
One of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I get a sheep skin coat
If I could move a few packs
I get the hat
Now thatll be d**e
Tossed and turn in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning
Niggaz done stole my bike
Different day, same sh*t
Aint nothing good in the hood
I run away from this b**ch
And never come back if I could
Hate it or love it the under dogs on top
And Im gon shine homie until my heart stop
Goheadn envy me
Im raps MVP
And I aint going no where
So you can get to know me
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
On the grill of ma low rider
Guns on both sides
Right above the gold wires I four-fiveem
Kill a ni**a on ma song
And really do it
Thats the true meaning of a ghostwriter
Ten gz will take your daughter outta air forces
Believe you me homie, I know all about losses
Im from Compton, where the wrong colors, be cautious
One phone call, have your body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since ma lil ni**a, rob, got killed for his Barkleys
Thats ten years
I told Pooh in 95
Ill kill you if you try me for my air-max 95s
Told Banks when I metem Im a ride
And if I gotta die, rather homicide
I aint had 50 cent when ma grand-mama died
Now Im going back to Cali with ma jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate it or love it the under dogs on top
And Im gon shine homie until my heart stop
Goheadn envy me
Im raps MVP
And I aint going no where
So you can get to know me
From the beginning to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we aint gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
Its full of pressure and pain
Enough of me ni**a now listen to Game
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now Im f**king with 5-0, its all starting to make sense
My Mas happy, she aint 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 spend 30 million dollars on airplanes
When theres kids starving
Pac is gone, and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know whats going on like I hear Marvin
No school books
They use their wood to build coffins
Whenever Im in a booth
And I get exhausted
I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion
I love you Ma
Hate it or love it the under dogs on top
And Im gon shine homie until my heart stop
Goheadn envy me
Im raps MVP
And I aint going no where
So you can get to know me