The Nigga Ya Love To Hate

LETRA

The Nigga Ya Love To Hate

I heard payback's a motherf***ing n****
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
F*** a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal with the nine double limb

The damn scum that you all hate
Just think if n****s 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 s*** wasn't registered any f***ing 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 f*** 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 motherf***ers that say they too black
Put em overseas they be begging to come back
They say keep em on gangs and drugs
You want to sweep a n**** like me up under the rug

Kicking s*** called street knowledge
Why more n****s in the pen than in college?
Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate
That's from the n**** ya love to hate

Yeah, ha-ha, it's the n**** you love to hate
(F*** you Ice Cube)
Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me
It's the n**** 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, f*** you

Once again it's on, the motherf***ing psycho
Ice Cube the b**** 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 s*** 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 a** 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 a**
Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live
But how long you live
I ain't with the bulls***

I meet cold b****es no hoes
Don't want to sleep so I keep popping No-Doz
And tell the young people what they gotta know
'Cause I hate when n****s 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 s***
I like to clown so pump up the sound

In the jeep make the old ladies say
Oh my god wait it's the n**** ya love to hate

(F*** you Ice Cube)
Yeah come on fool
It's the n**** you love to hate
(F*** you Ice Cube)

Yeah run up punk
It's the n**** you love to hate
(Yo, who the f*** you think you are calling girls b****es?
You ain't all that

That's all I hear, b****, b****
I ain't nobody's b****\u003e
A b**** is a....

Soul Train done lost they soul
Just call it train cause the b****es look like hoes
I see a lot of 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 f*** 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 want to see no dancing
I'm sick of that s*** 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 pa** the bottle
And don't give me that s*** 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 n****s need to do is start loc-ing up
And build mold and fold they self into shape
Of the n**** ya love to hate