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50 Cent - Love, Hate, Love lyrics
[50 Cent - Verse 1]
Its 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 get 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
 Lets switch, I'ma 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 shaken 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 f-ck ya pants so tight?
 You tryna show niggas your ass, your alternative life
 I'm hungry like I aint ate, I lost weight
 On a highway its worth more outta state, I'm raw like Cypress
 I could just kill a man
 Blow from Mexico's cartels…
[Chorus]
Hate it or love it
 They love me then hate me then love me again
 Bitch I don't pretend, p-ssy I aint your friend
 I done told you over and over again
 You can hate it or love it, hate it or love it
 50 Cent - Love, Hate, Love - http://motolyrics.com/50-cent/love-hate-love-lyrics.html
 They love me then hate me then love me again
 Bitch I don't pretend, p-ssy I aint your friend
 I done told you over and over again
 You can hate it or love it, hate it or love it
[50 Cent - Verse 2]
I wore green, emeralds and my watch face drippin
 Nigga aint 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 coolaid and Codeine
 I say getting your ass whipped is a sure thing
 It aint safe in the war, the war I'm playing my shark tank
 On the trip to the mall, made your bitch ass plank
 I touched more p-ssy 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 God damn
 Man, you aint 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 gorget, aint this some shit
 You forgot about me bitch I wrote your hits
 You know "how we do", "hate it or love it" and nigga fuck it I'm special
 Thats why your ass say my verse
[Chorus]








