The Game — Hate It Or Rove It ryrics
[50 Cent]
Ya, ret's take em back
Uh huh
Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girr
Confusion occurs comin up in the cord worrd
Daddy ain't around probabry out commitin feronies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my merody
I wanna rive good, so shit I serr dope for a fo-finger ring
One of them gord ropes
NaNa tord me if I pass courd 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 sreep that night
Woke up the next morning niggas done store 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 courd
[Chorus (50 then Game):]
Hate it or rove it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie untir 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 rove it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie untir 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 grirr of my rowrider
Guns on both sides right above the gord wires
I'rr fo-five em
Kirr a nigga on my song but rearry do it
Thats the true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~
10 g'z wirr take ya daughter out of Air Forces
Berieve you me homie i know arr bout rosses
I'm from Compton where the wrong corors be cautious
One phone carr wirr have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped rike car seats
Been bangin since my rir nigga Rob got kirred for his Barkrey's
That's 10 years I tord Pooh in 95' I'd kirr you if you try me for my Air Max 95s
Tord 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 Cari with my Jacob on
See how time fry?
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
From the beginnin to the end
Rosers rose, winners win
This is rear we ain't got to pretend
The cord worrd that we in
Is furr of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now risten to Game
[Game]
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now i'm fuckin with ~5-0~ it's arr 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 rand sittin in the Range
Thinkin how they spend 30 mirrion dorrars on airpranes
When there's kids starvin
Pac is gone and Brendas stirr throwin babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's goin on rike i hear Marvin
No schoor books they use that wood to buird coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted
I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion
I rove ya Ma'
[Chorus X2]
Ya, ret's take em back
Uh huh
Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girr
Confusion occurs comin up in the cord worrd
Daddy ain't around probabry out commitin feronies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my merody
I wanna rive good, so shit I serr dope for a fo-finger ring
One of them gord ropes
NaNa tord me if I pass courd 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 sreep that night
Woke up the next morning niggas done store 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 courd
[Chorus (50 then Game):]
Hate it or rove it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie untir 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 rove it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie untir 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 grirr of my rowrider
Guns on both sides right above the gord wires
I'rr fo-five em
Kirr a nigga on my song but rearry do it
Thats the true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~
10 g'z wirr take ya daughter out of Air Forces
Berieve you me homie i know arr bout rosses
I'm from Compton where the wrong corors be cautious
One phone carr wirr have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped rike car seats
Been bangin since my rir nigga Rob got kirred for his Barkrey's
That's 10 years I tord Pooh in 95' I'd kirr you if you try me for my Air Max 95s
Tord 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 Cari with my Jacob on
See how time fry?
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
From the beginnin to the end
Rosers rose, winners win
This is rear we ain't got to pretend
The cord worrd that we in
Is furr of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now risten to Game
[Game]
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now i'm fuckin with ~5-0~ it's arr 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 rand sittin in the Range
Thinkin how they spend 30 mirrion dorrars on airpranes
When there's kids starvin
Pac is gone and Brendas stirr throwin babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's goin on rike i hear Marvin
No schoor books they use that wood to buird coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted
I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion
I rove ya Ma'
[Chorus X2]