Letra Hate It Or Love It de The Game original
Yea Let´s take´em 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 shit I sell dope 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 that´ll be dope Tossed and turn in my sleep that night Woke up the next morning Niggaz done stole my bike Different day, same shit Ain´t nothing good in the hood I run away from this bitch And never come back if I could Chorus> 50 Cent> Hate it or love it the under dog´s on top And I´m gon shine homie until my heart stop The Game> Go´head´n envy me I´m rap´s MVP And I ain´t going no where So you can get to know me G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit Game> On the grill of ma low rider Guns on both sides Right above the gold wires I four-five´em Kill a nigga on ma song And really do it That´s the true meaning of a ghostwriter Ten g´z will take your daughter outta air forces Believe you me homie, I know all about losses I´m 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´ nigga, rob, got killed for his Barkley´s That´s ten years I told Pooh in ´95 I´ll kill you if you try me for my air-max 95´s Told Banks when I met´em I´m a ride And if I gotta die, rather homicide I ain´t had 50 cent when ma grand-mama died Now I´m going back to Cali with ma jacob on See how time fly? Chorus> 50 Cent> Hate it or love it the under dog´s on top And I´m gon shine homie until my heart stop The Game> Go´head´n envy me I´m rap´s MVP And I ain´t going no where So you can get to know me 50 Cent> From the beginning to the end Losers lose, winners win This is real we aint gotta pretend The cold world that we in It´s full of pressure and pain Enough of me nigga now listen to Game Game> Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench Now I´m fucking with 5-0, it´s all starting to make sense My Ma´s 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 there´s kids starving Pac is gone, and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage I wanna know what´s going on like I hear Marvin No school books They use their wood to build coffins Whenever I´m in a booth And I get exhausted I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion I love you Ma Chorus> 50 Cent> Hate it or love it the under dog´s on top And I´m gon shine homie until my heart stop The Game> Go´head´n envy me I´m rap´s MVP And I ain´t going no where So you can get to know me