The Game Ft 50 Cent Hate it or Love it Lyrics:
[50 Cent] Ya, let's take em back Uh huh

Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world Daddy
ain't around probably out commitin felonies My
favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my
melody I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for
a fo-finger ring One of them gold ropes NaNa told
me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat If I can
move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be
dope Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning niggas done 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

[Chorus (50 then Game):] Hate it or love it the
underdog's on top And I'm gonna shine homie until
my heart stop

Go head' envy me I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin
nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it the underdog's on top And I'm
gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head' envy me I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin
nowhere so you can get to know me

[Game] On the grill of my lowrider Guns on both
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sides right above the gold wires I'll fo-five em
Kill a nigga on my song but really do it Thats the
true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~ 10 g'z will take
ya daughter out of Air Forces Believe you me homie
i know all bout losses I'm from Compton where the
wrong colors be cautious One phone call will have
ya body dumped in Marcy I stay strapped like car
seats Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got
killed for his Barkley's That's 10 years I told
Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you try me for my Air
Max 95s Told Banks when i met him imma ride And
if I gotta die rather homicide I ain't have 50
Cent when my Grandmomma died Now i'm goin back to
Cali with my Jacob on See how time fly?

[Chorus - 50 Cent]

From the beginnin 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

[Game] Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the
bench Now i'm fuckin with ~5-0~ it's all startin
to make ~sense~ My moms happy she ain't gotta pay
the rent And she got a red bow on that brand new
Benz Waitin on Sha Money to land sittin in the
Range Thinkin how they spend 30 million dollars on
airplanes When there's kids starvin Pac is gone
and Brendas still throwin babies in the garbage I
wanna know what's goin on like i hear Marvin No
school books they use that wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted I
think what if Marie Banker got that abortion I
love ya Ma'

[Chorus X2]
Lyrics: Hate it or Love it, The Game Ft 50 Cent [end]