| Lil' nigga I dont give a fuck
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| If you like me or not
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| Young Noble Outlaw keep it piped & hot
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| You say you used to love Pac
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| And you lovin' the Lawz
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| Niggaz used to love Pac
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| Now they lovin' it raw
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| Sick in the head
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| I spit words lifted the dead
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| You skip to the fed
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| They put the triple beam on ya head
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| Niggaz bettin' on my creamless bread
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| Will they make it or not
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| Straight to the top
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| We moving ahead
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| We tryna drop 50 albums a year
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| I’m afraid to lose
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| Plus I was taught I had to challenge my fears
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| I was born lost
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| So what that make me?
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| A muthafucka fighting his-self
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| I shall succeed
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| Everybody wanna eat
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| Don’t nobody wanna hustle
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| When niggaz start eating
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| They forget about the struggle
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| Niggaz talk a lot of shit
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| But don’t nobody want trouble
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| Being a Outlaw
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| Niggaz hate you or they love you
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| Everybody wanna eat
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| Don’t nobody wanna hustle
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| When niggaz start eating
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| They forget about the struggle
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| Niggaz talk a lot of shit
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| But don’t nobody want trouble
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| Being a Outlaw
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| Niggaz hate you or they love you
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| I could lace you with a couple of jewels
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| You gotta listen
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| Or lace you with a couple of tools
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| When shit thickens
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| Throw aways -- slower days was in front of us
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| Foster child -- don’t nobody want none of us
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| We all was wild -- muthafucka
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| Not some of us
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| The hawk was out
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| Dawg the block was the comforter
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| Plottin' on some other shit
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| Them niggaz’ll get you
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| You think them niggaz hustlin'
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| Them niggaz is snitchin'
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| The one pointin' at you
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| When they read you ya sentence
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| And all along you thought you kept it real wit’cha niggaz
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| The ones who ain’t say shit them really the killaz
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| And those who on that snake shit
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| Somebody’ll kill 'em
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| I’m faced with the trouble
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| Of the everyday black male
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| Black male, crack cell, packed jail, gat tell
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| How many of yall niggaz take care of ya kids
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| How many of yall niggaz tryna straight from the bids
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| They wonder why we wild out when we get big
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| We rappin' with a foul mouth
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| Teachin' ya kids
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| Ya know it aint no worse then what they hearing at home
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| Plus it aint no food and he always alone
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| He said «fuck school mom leave me alone»
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| And though he feel peace when he hearing my songs
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| I tell him go to school
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| I ain’t teaching him wrong
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| We connected to the streets like each in my arm
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| The industry is just like reading a palm
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| You mention me
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| It’s just like ringing the Lawz
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| How could it be the streets keep screaming for Nobe
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| Them muthafuckas knownin' that I’m one of they own
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| Ah
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| Noble justice! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hate Me Or Love Me , by - Young Noble. Song from the album Noble Justice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп