The Game - Hate It Or Love It (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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The Game - Hate It Or Love It (en) şarkı sözleri
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh-huh
Coming up I was confused, my
mommy kissing a girl
Confusion occurs coming up in
the cold world
Daddy ain't 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'd
get a sheepskin 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 had 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 gon' shine, homie,
until my heart stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't going nowhere, so
you can get to know me)
(G-G-G-G-G-Unit!) 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
And really do it, that's the
true meaning of a ghostwriter
Ten G's will take your
daughter out her Air Forces
Believe you me, homie, I know
all about losses
I'm from Compton, wear the
wrong colors, be cautious
One phone call'll have your
body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped, like car seats
Been bangin' since my lil
nigga Rob got killed for his
Barkleys
That's ten years, I told Pooh
in ninety-five
I'll kill you if you try me
for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride
And if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 cent when my
grandmama died
Now I'm going back to Cali
With my Jacob on, see how time fly?
From the beginning 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 Five-O, throw the
crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's
all starting to make sense
My moms happy, she ain't 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 spent 30
million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starvin'
Pac is gone and Brenda still
throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's going on,
like I hear Marvin
No schoolbooks, they used that
wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and
I get exhausted
I think: What if Marie Baker
got that abortion? I love you,
ma
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