THE N**** YA LOVE TO HATE

I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of gettin' treated Like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk 'cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine-double-M The damn scum that you all hate Just think if niggas decide to retaliate They try to keep me from running up I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up So what they do go and ban the AK? My shit wasn't registered any fucking way So you better duck away run and hide out When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out 'Cause I'm about to fuck up the program Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham When I'm shooting let's see who drop The police the media and suckers that went pop And motherfuckers that say they too black Put 'em overseas they be begging to come back They say keep 'em on gangs and drugs You wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug Kicking shit called street knowledge Why more niggas in the pen than in college? Now 'cause of that line I might be your cellmate That's from the nigga ya love to hate (Fuck you Ice Cube) Yeah, ha-ha, it's the nigga you love to hate (Fuck you Ice Cube) Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me It's the nigga you love to hate (Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the brothers What you got to say for yourself?) You do like how I'm living? Well, fuck you Once again it's on, the motherfucking psycho Ice Cube the bitch killa cap peeler Yo runnin' through the line like Bo It's no pot to piss in I put my fist in Now who do ya love to hate 'Cause I talk shit and down the eight-ball 'Cause I don't fake you're begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off And get your ass ready for the lynching The mob is droppin' common sense and We'll gank in the pen will shank Any Tom Dick and Hank or get the ass Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live But how long you live I ain't with the bullshit I meet cold bitches no hoes Don't wanna sleep so I keep popping No-Doz And tell the young people what they gotta know 'Cause I hate when niggas gotta live low And if you're locked up I dedicate my style in From San Quentin to Rykers Island We got 'em afraid of the funky shit I like to clown so pump up the sound In the jeep make the old ladies say Oh my God wait it's the nigga ya love to hate (Fuck you Ice Cube) Yeah come on fool It's the nigga you love to hate (Fuck you Ice Cube) Yeah run up punk It's the nigga you love to hate (Yo, who the fuck you think you are calling girls bitches? You ain't all that That's all I hear, bitch, bitch I ain't nobody's bitch) A bitch is a.. Soul Train done lost they soul Just call it train 'cause the bitches look like hoes I see a lotta others damn It almost look like the Bandstand You ask me did I like Arsenio About as much as the bicentennial I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools 'Cause they all scared of the Ice Cube And what I say what I portray and all that And ain't even seen the gat I don't wanna see no dancing I'm sick of that shit listen to the hit 'Cause yo if I look and see another brother On the video tryin' to out-dance each other I'm a tell T-Bone to pass the bottle And don't give me that shit about role model It ain't wise to chastise and preach Just open the eyes of each 'Cause laws are made to be broken up What niggas need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the nigga ya love to hate