[Verse 1:]
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It's the same shit, feel like a nigga having flashbacks
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I might have crack in my ass crack
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Back to that rubber handle, 38 special vandal
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Play Godfather bitch, you get dead like Marlon Brando
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These bars hit harder than hard times
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My flow'll make a lifer wanna stare at the sunshine
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I'll bring a bitch, you bring a bitch
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Let's switch, I'm a swing hit ya face with a pillow case filled with mop wringers
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Penitentiary style, big monster swag
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Bitch, I got so many tricks make me go in my bag
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Yeah niggas keep saying I'm back
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It's a fact ya shaken like ya ass got parkinsons, relax, confused
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Acting like a white boy bored
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Now you wanna jump a flight of stairs on a skateboard
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Nigga, why the fuck ya pants so tight?
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You tryna show niggas your ass, your alternative life
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I'm hungry like I ain't ate, I lost weight
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On a highway it's worth more outta state, I'm raw like Cypress
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I could just kill a man
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Blow from Mexico's cartels...
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[Chorus:]
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Hate it or love it
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They love me then hate me then love me again
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Bitch I don't pretend, pussy I ain't your friend
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I done told you over and over again
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You can hate it or love it, hate it or love it
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They love me then hate me then love me again
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Bitch I don't pretend, pussy I ain't your friend
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I done told you over and over again
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You can hate it or love it, hate it or love it
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[Verse 2:]
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I wore green, emeralds and my watch face drippin
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Nigga ain't no safe safe when I start trippin
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I might call my next LP Death of the weirdo?
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I'm high, check my altitude, I'm lounging in the Lear home
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Feel a buzz, a little coolaid and Codeine
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I say getting your ass whipped is a sure thing
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It ain't safe in the war, the war I'm playing my shark tank
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On the trip to the mall, made your bitch ass plank
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I touched more pussy than maxipads
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Now Detox can be your little rap rehab
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Bitch just a second visit from the repo man
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And you can't afford your monthlys, I mean God damn
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Man, you ain't worth your shoes you standing in
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When I party I bring a bitch to bring the cannon in
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You said you was gonna see me when your homie got shot
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It's been a while so I'm guessing you must've forgot
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Once again you forget, ain't this some shit
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You forgot about me bitch I wrote your hits
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You know "how we do", "hate it or love it" and nigga fuck it I'm special
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That's why your ass say my verse
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[Chorus]
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Love, Hate, Love (Street King Energy Track #6)
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| 50 Cent |
