Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hate It Or Love It, artist - The Game. Date of issue: 17.01.2004
Hate It Or Love It |
| Ya, let's take em back |
| Uh huh |
| Comin' up I was confused my momma 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 fo-finger ring |
| One of them gold ropes |
| NaNa told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat |
| If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope |
| Tossed and turned in my sleep that night |
| Woke up the next morning niggas done 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 gonna shine homie until my heart stop |
| Go head' envy me |
| I'm raps MVP |
| And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me |
| Hate it or love it the underdog's on top |
| And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop |
| Go head' envy me |
| I'm raps MVP |
| And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me |
| 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 but really do it |
| That's the true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~ |
| 10 g'z will take ya daughter out of Air Forces |
| Believe you me homie i know all bout losses |
| I'm from Compton where the wrong colors be cautious |
| One phone call will have ya body dumped in Marcy |
| I stay strapped like car seats |
| Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's |
| That's 10 years I told Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s |
| Told Banks when i met him imma ride |
| And if I gotta die rather homicide |
| I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died |
| Now i'm goin back to Cali with my Jacob on |
| See how time fly? |
| 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 |
| Enough of me nigga now listen to Game |
| Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench |
| Now i'm fuckin with 5-0 it's all startin' to make sense |
| My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent |
| And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz |
| Waitin' on Sha Money to land sittin' in the Range |
| Thinkin' how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes |
| When there's kids starvin' |
| Pac is gone and Brendas still throwin' babies in the garbage |
| I wanna know what's goin on like i hear Marvin |
| No school books they use that wood to build coffins |
| Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted |
| I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion |
| I love ya Ma' |