作曲 : Dean, Ellis Yes! It's that ******* u love 2 hate! Yes! U love 2 hate! This the song i dedicate to *******s who love to hate! Look me in my face, i'm that ******* u love 2 hate! Yes! (fire! fire! fire!) It's that ******* u love 2 hate! ******* u love 2 hate. Stop it. (ah, ah) ******* u love 2 hate. *******, i ain't fake! Verse 1 Before this rap *******t I used to slang crack wit ghetto bastards Pack automatic gats an kept scratch up under the mattress ******* this rap *******t Yay wrapped in plastic everyday practice Runnin away from task tactics Hop fences leavin 'em ass backwards Before this music I used to be the ice cream man since 1992 biatch! Don't you hear the mutha ****** muzik? I got a head but ain't no screws in it, losin it Slangin narcotics, them men two steps away from usin it Abusin it I moved then it was all bad It seemed like soon as a ******* moved, then it was all bad Because of this music, my whole block double crossed me Got shot in the ass, bra But ain't no love lost see Cuz now i have yo ass off the g's An *******s found off the beach, wit holes up in they body for tryin to Double cross me I could move across seas, and outta state Smokin ****** Hand yo ass an 8 to smoke to the face Ya still hate *******. Chorus *(yukmouth)* Cuz i'm that ******* u love 2 hate Tell yo ******* it's that ******* u love 2 hate Smoke-a-lot, regime, ******* u love 2 hate Album to the face, ******* u love 2 hate Yes, it's that ******* u love 2 hate Young *******, wit money, u love 2 hate Mutha *******as lookin at me funny, u love 2 hate Check it. What? *******.... uh. Verse 2 Is it because i went on tour wit biggie smalls? Or is it because yo ******* will to drop to the floor an lick my *******? Or is it because a ******* sky ball, since juvenille hall? To make these *******s straight talk *******t, about me in front of they Broads, listen! Or is it because i'm ridin around in range rove's? 4 point 6, g-s 400 on dubb mo-mo's An both of my *******t's got t.v.'s in 'em, what you don't know What the ******* you grind fo? Juss to pay note to the nine-four I'm ridin 9-8 *******t Is that the reason for all the hatred I flipped townhouse, you still at mom's house ba******t Mad, walkin around tellin my friends i ain't *******t Back when, you used to be that ******* who i smoked my dank wit Rob a bank wit, because i trust you Probably take a slug fo you But now a ******* got no love fo you *******! Best friends became enemies for centuries An jealousy juss means you mutha *******as envy me. Chorus *(yukmouth)* Hate. It's that ******* u love 2 hate Labled to the face, ******* u love 2 hate Drugged out, smoothed out, u love 2 hate Poppin xtacy an *******t, ******* u love 2 hate Uh! I'm that ******* u love 2 hate Tell yo potnas it's that ******* u love 2 hate Playa hate all the time, u love 2 hate What? Why you hate me *******? Verse 3 Uh. Is it because yo ******* love me? Or is because i stay whipped in all the latest rugby's Thugged out, sippin bubbly "da good, da bad, da ugly", ******* finally livin lovely Signin autographs Lil kids run up an hug me I'm from where they from, i was raised by crackheads an junkies Highschool flunky Too busy out there tryin to get my money Hungry, i had to get it myself nobody di*******n fo me An now my *******s mad, claim that i ain't di*******n fo he But ******* ya'll *******! What the ******* you done fo me? But talk *******t behind my back, and try an smoke my ****** Or is it because i used to funk wit $hort an master p Hatin *******s after me, but now won't capture me ******* you can't even go gold What the ******* you sold? Five thousand units, ******* my *******t went platinum across the globe Or is it because these fake ass hoes claim they got my baby Act shady, an crazy, reverse the game an now them ******* pay me The day a ******* signed wit prince j Got rid of them other *******s, became my own sensai Smoke-a-lot, i got to record lable also Phats, l.q., maxx, keke, my ******* gonzoe Colloso, cheddar to make the nitros soggy Ridin harley's, die smokin juss like bob marley I died in the wide open, at the mobb party Wit yo eyes open, slugs through yo hard body Pick up Cuz it's that ******* u love 2 hate Sincerely yours mutha *******a U love 2 hate! Yours truly. Done deal. That ******* u love 2 hate
作曲 : Dean, Ellis Yes! It's that ******* u love 2 hate! Yes! U love 2 hate! This the song i dedicate to *******s who love to hate! Look me in my face, i'm that ******* u love 2 hate! Yes! (fire! fire! fire!) It's that ******* u love 2 hate! ******* u love 2 hate. Stop it. (ah, ah) ******* u love 2 hate. *******, i ain't fake! Verse 1 Before this rap *******t I used to slang crack wit ghetto bastards Pack automatic gats an kept scratch up under the mattress ******* this rap *******t Yay wrapped in plastic everyday practice Runnin away from task tactics Hop fences leavin 'em ass backwards Before this music I used to be the ice cream man since 1992 biatch! Don't you hear the mutha ****** muzik? I got a head but ain't no screws in it, losin it Slangin narcotics, them men two steps away from usin it Abusin it I moved then it was all bad It seemed like soon as a ******* moved, then it was all bad Because of this music, my whole block double crossed me Got shot in the ass, bra But ain't no love lost see Cuz now i have yo ass off the g's An *******s found off the beach, wit holes up in they body for tryin to Double cross me I could move across seas, and outta state Smokin ****** Hand yo ass an 8 to smoke to the face Ya still hate *******. Chorus *(yukmouth)* Cuz i'm that ******* u love 2 hate Tell yo ******* it's that ******* u love 2 hate Smoke-a-lot, regime, ******* u love 2 hate Album to the face, ******* u love 2 hate Yes, it's that ******* u love 2 hate Young *******, wit money, u love 2 hate Mutha *******as lookin at me funny, u love 2 hate Check it. What? *******.... uh. Verse 2 Is it because i went on tour wit biggie smalls? Or is it because yo ******* will to drop to the floor an lick my *******? Or is it because a ******* sky ball, since juvenille hall? To make these *******s straight talk *******t, about me in front of they Broads, listen! Or is it because i'm ridin around in range rove's? 4 point 6, g-s 400 on dubb mo-mo's An both of my *******t's got t.v.'s in 'em, what you don't know What the ******* you grind fo? Juss to pay note to the nine-four I'm ridin 9-8 *******t Is that the reason for all the hatred I flipped townhouse, you still at mom's house ba******t Mad, walkin around tellin my friends i ain't *******t Back when, you used to be that ******* who i smoked my dank wit Rob a bank wit, because i trust you Probably take a slug fo you But now a ******* got no love fo you *******! Best friends became enemies for centuries An jealousy juss means you mutha *******as envy me. Chorus *(yukmouth)* Hate. It's that ******* u love 2 hate Labled to the face, ******* u love 2 hate Drugged out, smoothed out, u love 2 hate Poppin xtacy an *******t, ******* u love 2 hate Uh! I'm that ******* u love 2 hate Tell yo potnas it's that ******* u love 2 hate Playa hate all the time, u love 2 hate What? Why you hate me *******? Verse 3 Uh. Is it because yo ******* love me? Or is because i stay whipped in all the latest rugby's Thugged out, sippin bubbly "da good, da bad, da ugly", ******* finally livin lovely Signin autographs Lil kids run up an hug me I'm from where they from, i was raised by crackheads an junkies Highschool flunky Too busy out there tryin to get my money Hungry, i had to get it myself nobody di*******n fo me An now my *******s mad, claim that i ain't di*******n fo he But ******* ya'll *******! What the ******* you done fo me? But talk *******t behind my back, and try an smoke my ****** Or is it because i used to funk wit $hort an master p Hatin *******s after me, but now won't capture me ******* you can't even go gold What the ******* you sold? Five thousand units, ******* my *******t went platinum across the globe Or is it because these fake ass hoes claim they got my baby Act shady, an crazy, reverse the game an now them ******* pay me The day a ******* signed wit prince j Got rid of them other *******s, became my own sensai Smoke-a-lot, i got to record lable also Phats, l.q., maxx, keke, my ******* gonzoe Colloso, cheddar to make the nitros soggy Ridin harley's, die smokin juss like bob marley I died in the wide open, at the mobb party Wit yo eyes open, slugs through yo hard body Pick up Cuz it's that ******* u love 2 hate Sincerely yours mutha *******a U love 2 hate! Yours truly. Done deal. That ******* u love 2 hate
