50 Cent - Love, Hate, Love lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Love, Hate, Love lyrics]
It's the same shit
Feel like a nigga having flashbacks
I might have crack in my ass crack
Back to that rubber handle, 38 special vandal
Play Godfather, bitch
You be dead like Marlon Brando
These bars hit harder than hard times
My flow’ll make a lifer wanna
Stare at the sunshine
I’ll bring a bitch, you bring a bitch
Let's switch i’mma swing
Hit ya face with a pillow
Case filled with mop wringers
Penitentiary style, big monster swag
Bitch, I got so many tricks make
Me go in my bag
Yeah, niggas keep saying I’m back
It’s a fact
Ya shaking like ya ass got parkinsons, relax
Confused, acting like a white boy bored
Now you wanna jump a flight
Of stairs on a skateboard
Nigga, why the fuck ya pants so tight?
You tryna show niggas your ass
Your alternative life
I’m hungry like I ain't ate, I lost weight
On a highway it's worth more outta state
I’m raw like Cypress, I could just kill a man
Blow from Mexico’s cartels per kilograms
They love me then hate me then love me again
Bitch, I don’t pretend, pussy
I ain't your friend
I done told you over and over again
You can hate it or love it
Hate it or love it
I going green
Emeralds and my watch face drippin'
Nigga ain't no safe safe
When I start trippin'
I might call my next LP Death of the Weirdo
I’m high, check my altitude
I’m lounging in the Lear home
Feel a buzz, a little Kool-Aid and Codeine
I say getting your ass whipped
Is a sure thing it ain't safe in the war
The war I’m playing my shark tank
On the trip to the mall
Made your bitch ass plank
I done touched more pussy than maxipads
Now Detox can be your little rap rehab
Bitch, just a second visit from the repo man
And you can’t afford your monthlys
I mean goddamn nigga, you ain't worth your
Shoes you standing in
When I party I bring a bitch
To bring the cannon in
You said you was gonna see me
When your homie got shot
It’s been a while so I’m
Guessing you must've forgot
Once again you forget, ain't this some shit
You forgot about me, bitch
I wrote your hit's
You know How We Do, Hate It or Love It
And nigga fuck it I’m special
That's why your ass say my verse
Feel like a nigga having flashbacks
I might have crack in my ass crack
Back to that rubber handle, 38 special vandal
Play Godfather, bitch
You be dead like Marlon Brando
These bars hit harder than hard times
My flow’ll make a lifer wanna
Stare at the sunshine
I’ll bring a bitch, you bring a bitch
Let's switch i’mma swing
Hit ya face with a pillow
Case filled with mop wringers
Penitentiary style, big monster swag
Bitch, I got so many tricks make
Me go in my bag
Yeah, niggas keep saying I’m back
It’s a fact
Ya shaking like ya ass got parkinsons, relax
Confused, acting like a white boy bored
Now you wanna jump a flight
Of stairs on a skateboard
Nigga, why the fuck ya pants so tight?
You tryna show niggas your ass
Your alternative life
I’m hungry like I ain't ate, I lost weight
On a highway it's worth more outta state
I’m raw like Cypress, I could just kill a man
Blow from Mexico’s cartels per kilograms
They love me then hate me then love me again
Bitch, I don’t pretend, pussy
I ain't your friend
I done told you over and over again
You can hate it or love it
Hate it or love it
I going green
Emeralds and my watch face drippin'
Nigga ain't no safe safe
When I start trippin'
I might call my next LP Death of the Weirdo
I’m high, check my altitude
I’m lounging in the Lear home
Feel a buzz, a little Kool-Aid and Codeine
I say getting your ass whipped
Is a sure thing it ain't safe in the war
The war I’m playing my shark tank
On the trip to the mall
Made your bitch ass plank
I done touched more pussy than maxipads
Now Detox can be your little rap rehab
Bitch, just a second visit from the repo man
And you can’t afford your monthlys
I mean goddamn nigga, you ain't worth your
Shoes you standing in
When I party I bring a bitch
To bring the cannon in
You said you was gonna see me
When your homie got shot
It’s been a while so I’m
Guessing you must've forgot
Once again you forget, ain't this some shit
You forgot about me, bitch
I wrote your hit's
You know How We Do, Hate It or Love It
And nigga fuck it I’m special
That's why your ass say my verse