ice cube – the nigga ya love to hate lyrics
i heard pay back’s a motherf-cking n-gg-
that’s why i’m sick of gettin’ treated like a godd-mn stepchild
f-ck a punk ’cause i ain’t him
you gotta deal with the nine double limb
the d-mn sc-m that you all hate
just think if n-gg-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 sh-t wasn’t registered any f-cking 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-ck 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-ckers 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 n-gg- like me up under the rug
kicking sh-t called street knowledge
why more n-gg-s in the pen than in college?
now ’cause of that line i might be your cell mate
that’s from the n-gg- ya love to hate
f-ck you, ice cube
yeah, ha ha, it’s the n-gg- you love to hate
f-ck you, ice cube
ay, yo baby, your mother warned you about me
it’s the n-gg- 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-ck you
once again it’s on, the motherf-cking psycho
ice cube the b-tch killa cap peeler
yo, runnin’ through the line like bo
it’s no pot to p-ss in i put my fist in
now who do ya love to hate
’cause i talk sh-t and down the eight ball
’cause i don’t fake you’re begging i fall off
the crossover might as well cut them b-lls off
and get your -ss ready for the lynching
the mob is droppin’ common sense and
we’ll gank in the pen will shank
any tom d-ck and hank or get the -ss
fake it ain’t about how right or wrong you live
but how long you live
i ain’t with the bullsh-t, i meet cold b-tches 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 n-gg-‘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 sh-t
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-gg- ya love to hate
f-ck you ice cube
yeah, c’mon fool
it’s the n-gg- you love to hate
f-ck you ice cube
yeah, run up punk
it’s the n-gg- you love to hate
yo, who the f-ck you think you are calling girls b-tches?
you ain’t all that that’s all i hear, b-tch, b-tch
i ain’t n-body’s b-tch, a b-tch is a
soul train done lost they soul
just call it train ’cause the b-tches look like hoes
i see a lotta others d-mn
it almost look like the bandstand
you ask me did i like -rs-nio
about as much as the bicentennial
i don’t give a f-ck 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 sh-t 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 p-ss the bottle
and don’t give me that sh-t 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-gg-‘s need to do is start loc-ing up
and build mold and fold thyself into shape
of the n-gg- ya love to hate
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