The Nigga Ya Love to Hate


I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
Fuck a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal with the nine-double-limb
The damn scum that you all hate
Just think if niggas decide to retaliate
They try to keep me from running up
I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up
So what they do go and ban the AK?
My shit wasn't registered any fucking way
So you better duck away run and hide out
When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out
Cause I'm about to fuck up the program
Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham
When I'm shooting let's see who drop
The police the media and suckers that went pop
And motherfuckers that say they too black
Put em overseas they be begging to come back
They say keep em on gangs and drugs
Yyou wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug
Kicking shit called street knowledge
Why more niggas in the pen than in college?
Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate
That's from the nigga ya love to hate

BREAK

Yeah, ha-ha, it's the nigga you love to hate

Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me
It's the nigga you love to hate

Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the brothers
What you got to say for yourself?>
You do like how I'm living? Well, fuck you

Once again it's on, the motherfucking psycho
Ice Cube the bitch killa cap peeler
Yo runnin through the line like Bo
It's no pot to piss in
I put my fist in
Now who do ya love to hate
Cause I talk shit and down the eight-ball
Cause I don't fake you're begging I fall off
The crossover might as well cut them balls off
And get your ass ready for the lynching
The mob is droppin common sense and
We'll gank in the pen will shank
Any Tom Dick and Hank or get the ass
Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live
But how long you live
I ain't with the bullshit
I meet cold bitches no hoes
Don't wanna sleep so I keep popping No-Doz
And tell the young people what they gotta know
Cause I hate when niggas gotta live low
And if you're locked up I dedicate my style in
From San Quentin to Rykers Island
We got em afraid of the funky shit
I like to clown so pump up the sound
In the jeep make the old ladies say
Oh my god wait it's the nigga ya love to hate

BREAK

Yeah come on fool
It's the nigga you love to hate

Yeah run up punk
It's the nigga you love to hate

You ain't all that
That's all I hear, bitch, bitch
I ain't nobody's bitch>
A bitch is a....

Soul Train done lost they soul
Just call it train cause the bitches look like hoes
I see a lotta others damn
It almost look like the Bandstand
You ask me did I like Arsenio
About as much as the bicentennial
I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools cause they all scared of
the Ice Cube
And what I say what I portray and all that
And ain't even seen the gat
I don't wanna see no dancing
I'm sick of that shit listen to the hit
Cause yo if I look and see another brother
On the video tryin to out-dance each other
I'm a tell T-Bone to pass the bottle
And don't give me that shit about role model
It ain't wise to chastise and preach
Just open the eyes of each
Cause laws are made to be broken up
What niggas need to do is start loc-ing up
And build mold and fold theyself into shape
Of the nigga ya love to hate


Inne teksty tego wykonawcy:


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Who Are You Lovin 24 MC Hours
Can You Bounce Gotta Be Insanity
Record Company Pimpin' Roll All Day
Supreme Hustle The Nigga Of The Century
A Gangsta's Fairytale AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Get Off My Dick and Tell Yo Bitch to Come Here I'm Only Out for One Thang
It's A Man's World Once Upon a Time in the Projects
Rollin' Wit the Lench Mob Tales From the Darkside
The Bomb The Nigga Ya Love to Hate
Turn Off the Radio What They Hittin' Foe?
Who's the Mack? You Can't Fade Me
Alive On Arrival Color Blind
Doing Dumb Shit Horny Little Devil
I Wanna Kill Sam Look Who's Burning
Man's Best Friend Steady Mobbin
True to the Game Us
Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit It Was a Good Day
Wicked Check Yo Self
Dirty Mack Don't Trust Em
Gangsta Fairytale 2 It Was a Good Day
Now I Gotta Wet'Cha Say Hi To The Bad Guy
The Predator We Had To Tear This Muthafucka Up
When Will They Shoot? Who Got the Camera?
Wicked Bop Gun (One Nation)
Cave Bitch Down For Whatever
Enemy Ghetto Bird
Lil Ass Gee Make It Ruff Make It Smooth
The Shot What Can I Do?
You Know How We Do It Bop Gun (One Nation)
Ask About Me Cash Over
Extradition Fuck Dying
Ghetto Vet Greed
If I Was Fucking You Penitentiary
Pushin' Weight The Peckin' Order
Three Strikes You In 24 MC Hours
Can You Bounce Gotta Be Insanity
Hello Mental Warfare
Pimp Homeo Record Company Pimpin'
Roll All Day Supreme Hustle
The Gutter Shit Until We Rich
You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It You Can Do It
24 Wit An L Dead Homiez
Friday Higher
Jackin For Beats Make It Ruff
My Skin Is My Sin Pushin Weight Remix
Right Here, Right Now! The Product
The World Is Mine Today Was A Good Day (Remix)
U Ain't Gonna Take My Life



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