Letra Hate it or love it (remix) de 50 Cent

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Hate it or love it (remix)

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yea, let's take em back
Uh huh

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused my momma kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world
Daddy ain't around probably out commitin' 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 money
Santa told me if I pass [I] get a sheep skin 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 done stole my bike
Different day same shit, ain't nuttin good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game:] Go 'head envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

[Verse 2: The Game]
G-G-G-G unit
I Told Dre from the gate I carried the heat for ya
First mixtape song i inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya
G-G-G-G (G UNIT) Fo Ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show I threw away my doe
NWA gold
And Had the whole crowd yellin "Free Yayo"
So Niggaz betta get up outta mine
Fo' I creep and turn your projects into columbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind y'all what happened to DC
This nigga ain't Gotti
He pretend
Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems yo' little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch
When the doubts was out who gave the west coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[Lloyd Banks:] your here to envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
From the beginnin to the end
Losers lose winners win
This is real we aint gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
(I thought it would change it's stayin the same)

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys was wit ya
When you had that little TV
You had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin with the snub
[Cus] niggas do a lot of slip talkin in the club
Til they coughing on the rug
I aint never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model was gone
Snortin up his drugs
Bad enough they want me to choke
My boi' just got poked in the throat
Now it's an R.I.P. shirt in my coat
Now im speedin' reminiscin'
Holdin' my weed [here] never listen
If I see him , then im'a lif' him
And Maybe that'll even the score
But if not it'll be me on the floor.

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[Tony yayo:] Go 'head envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

[Verse 4:
Tony Yayo]
I started out at 15
Scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack
And i made them sales
As a youth, man i used to hustle for loot
With that little deuce deuce
And my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy jesus
Rockin' the leases
But mama whipped me when she found my pieces
I look back on life and thank god im blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest

[Verse 4: Young Buck]
You know im still nice wit my cook game
Look man
It's a hood thang
That's why im loved in Brooklyn
I handle mine
Just like a real nigga should
If I do some time
Homie I'm still all good
Let me show you what a thug bout
Born to die
I took the bullets outta fifty
Put em in my fou. five
And i aint even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who aint seen a royalty check

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[YB:] Go 'head envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

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[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yea, let's take em back 
Uh huh

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused my momma kissin' a girl 
Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world 
Daddy ain't around probably out commitin' 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 money
Santa told me if I pass [I] get a sheep skin 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 done stole my bike 
Different day same shit, ain't nuttin good in the hood 
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top 
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game:] Go 'head envy me 
I'm raps MVP 
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

[Verse 2: The Game] 
G-G-G-G unit
I Told Dre from the gate I carried the heat for ya 
First mixtape song i inherited beef for ya 
Gritted my teeth for ya 
G-G-G-G (G UNIT) Fo Ya 
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers 
At my last show I threw away my doe 
NWA gold 
And Had the whole crowd yellin "Free Yayo" 
So Niggaz betta get up outta mine 
Fo' I creep and turn your projects into columbine 
And I'm rap's MVP 
Don't make me remind y'all what happened to DC 
This nigga ain't Gotti 
He pretend 
Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend 
And it seems yo' little rat turned out to be a mouse 
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south 
Even Young Buck can vouch 
When the doubts was out who gave the west coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top 
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[Lloyd Banks:] your here to envy me 
I'm raps MVP 
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

[Bridge: 50 Cent] 
From the beginnin to the end 
Losers lose winners win 
This is real we aint gotta pretend 
The cold world that we in 
Is full of pressure and pain 
(I thought it would change it's stayin the same)

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] 
How many of them boys was wit ya 
When you had that little TV 
You had to hit on to get a picture 
I'm walkin with the snub 
[Cus] niggas do a lot of slip talkin in the club 
Til they coughing on the rug 
I aint never had much but a walkman and a bud 
My role model was gone 
Snortin up his drugs 
Bad enough they want me to choke 
My boi' just got poked in the throat 
Now it's an R.I.P. shirt in my coat 
Now im speedin' reminiscin' 
Holdin' my weed [here] never listen 
If I see him , then im'a lif' him 
And Maybe that'll even the score 
But if not it'll be me on the floor.

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top 
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[Tony yayo:] Go 'head envy me 
I'm raps MVP 
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

[Verse 4:
Tony Yayo] 
I started out at 15 
Scared as hell 
I took 30 off a pack 
And i made them sales 
As a youth, man i used to hustle for loot 
With that little deuce deuce 
And my triple fat goose 
Sippin' easy jesus 
Rockin' the leases 
But mama whipped me when she found my pieces 
I look back on life and thank god im blessed 
We the best on the planet so forget the rest

[Verse 4: Young Buck] 
You know im still nice wit my cook game 
Look man 
It's a hood thang 
That's why im loved in Brooklyn 
I handle mine 
Just like a real nigga should 
If I do some time 
Homie I'm still all good 
Let me show you what a thug bout 
Born to die 
I took the bullets outta fifty 
Put em in my fou. five 
And i aint even got my feet wet yet 
A seven figure nigga who aint seen a royalty check

[Chorus (x2):]
[50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top 
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[YB:] Go 'head envy me 
I'm raps MVP 
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me