| That’s what it is, a love and hate thing
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| That’s the way life is, you know
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| Don’t get caught up in the emotions
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| Aiyo, I hate the police
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| I hate rappers sounding all R&B, I hate fake MC’s
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| Aiyo, I hate commercial beats, I hate bitches with gold teeth
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| I hate cars that don’t do 160
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| I hate bitches that’s ugly, acting like they pretty
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| I hate fat bitches in low-rider jeans
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| I hate so-called smart niggas with weak ass scheames
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| I hate the D.A., I hate the judge
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| And all my real niggas know, we don’t budge
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| I hate chicks that don’t suck dick, but want a nigga to go down
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| And lick her fucking clit
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| I hate the jury, that said I was guilty
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| I hate that song «Get Silly», I hate Bill O’Reilly
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| I hate bitches who say they don’t fuck on the first night
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| I know niggas hate that I’m about to blow like Dolomite
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| Or dynamite, keep hating, right
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| Aiyo, I love this, I hate that
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| I guess that’s the way 9th is, black, up and down
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| Left and right, back and front
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| Grey Goose and a blunt, blunt, blunt
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| Aiyo, I love Alicia Keys keeping it real with R&B
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| I love old school hip hop, Big Daddy Kane, Slick Rick, EPMD
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| I love New York City, we the flyest, and staying jiggy
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| I love chicks with fat asses, and to call her titties
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| I love what ODB did at the Grammy’s, that’s my family
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| I love when niggas can’t stand me
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| I love when strippers lapdance on me for free, with no panties
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| I love Mercedes, Bentley’s and Lamborgini’s
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| I love fucking bitches in the backseat, window tinted |