Hate it or Love It (Remix)

[50 Cent]<br>Yeah, let`s take `em back<br>Uh-huh..<br><br>Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin a girl<br>Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world<br>Daddy ain`t around, probably out commitin felonies<br>My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+"<br>I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope<br>For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes<br>Nana told me if I passed I`d get a sheepskin coat<br>If I can move a few packs I`d get the hat, now that`d be dope<br>Tossed and turned in my sleep that night<br>Woke up the next mornin, niggaz had stole my bike<br>Different day, same shit, ain`t nothin` good in the hood<br>I`d run away from this bitch and never come back if I could<br><br>[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (The Game)<br>Hate it or love it, the underdog`s on top<br>And I`m gon` shine homey until my heart stop<br>(Go `head envy me, I`m rap`s MVP)<br>(And I ain`t goin` nowhere, so you can get to know me)<br><br>[The Game]<br>I told Dre from the gate "I`d carry the heat for ya"<br>First mixtape song I inherited beef for ya<br>Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya<br>Put Compton on my back when you in need of soldiers<br>At my last show I threw away my N.W.A. gold<br>I had the whole crowd yellin "Free Yayo!"<br>So niggaz better get up outta mine<br>For I creep and turn your projects into Columbine<br>And I`m rap`s MVP<br>Don`t make me remind y`all what happened in D.C.<br>This nigga ain`t Gotti, he pretend<br>Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend<br>And it seems your lil` rat turned out to be a mouse<br>This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly South<br>Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out<br>Who gave the West coast mouth-to-mouth?<br><br>[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (Lloyd Banks)<br>Hate it or love it, the underdog`s on top<br>And I`m gon` shine homey until my heart stop<br>(Go `head envy me, I`m rap`s MVP)<br>(And I ain`t goin` nowhere, so you can get to know me)<br><br>[50 Cent]<br>From the beginnin to the end, losers lose, winners win<br>This is real we ain`t got to pretend<br>The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain<br>I thought it would change, it`s stayin` the same<br><br>[Lloyd Banks]<br>How many of them boys is witcha`<br>When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture<br>I`m walking with a snub, cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin<br>in the club `til they coughin on the rug<br>Ain`t never had much but a Walkman and a bud<br>My role model is gone snortin up his drug<br>Bad enough they want me to choke, my boy just got poked in the throat<br>Now it`s an Auggie shirt and my coat<br>Now I`m speedin, reminiscin; holdin my weed in, never listen<br>If I see him I`ma lift `em<br>And maybe that`ll even the score<br>But if not, it`ll be me on the floor<br><br>[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (Tony Yayo)<br>Hate it or love it, the underdog`s on top<br>And I`m gon` shine homey until my heart stop<br>(Go `head envy me, I`m rap`s MVP)<br>(And I ain`t goin` nowhere, so you can get to know me)<br><br>[Tony Yayo]<br>I started out at 15, scared as hell<br>I took 30 off a pack and made them sales<br>As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot<br>With that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose<br>Sippin +Easy Jesus+, rockin a leases<br>My momma wit me when she found my pieces<br>I look back on life, thank God I`m blessed<br>We the best on the planet so forget the rest<br><br>[Young Buck]<br>You know I`m still nice with my cook game<br>Look man, it`s a hood thang; that`s why I`m loved in Brook-lyn<br>I handle mine just like a real nigga should<br>If I do some time homey, I`m still all good<br>Let me show you what a thug bout I`m born to die<br>I took the bullets outta 50 put `em in my fo`-five<br>And I ain`t even got my feet wet yet<br>A seven figure nigga who ain`t seen a royalty check<br><br>[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (Young Buck)<br>Hate it or love it, the underdog`s on top<br>And I`m gon` shine homey until my heart stop<br>(Go `head envy me, I`m rap`s MVP)<br>(And I ain`t goin` nowhere, so you can get to know me)