Young Buck] Let 'em hate Let 'em hate Let 'em hate Let 'em hate Fuck them hos What? this the way I roll Just a gangsta, hustler this all I know Let 'em
(feat. Sam Sparro) Here ye here ye Let's toast Let's celebrate life, let's celebrate wealth, and bypass plight, for the night. Drinks up Back like I
ma hit him where it hurt I'll let him make it, but his mama and daddy gon see a hearse Fuck a driveby, I want him to look me in my eyes Let him call Junior
die if I don't get no ends. I'm in a bucket with 'em ridin' it like it's a Benz. I hate to stip let my music bump, Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for
nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate
me you can chirp it - if you work it [Young Buck] Let me take these bricks and break 'em down If you want I can serve 'em by the pound Shorty know she
the birds fly south Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth [Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)] Hate
like I crush the hashish If you love me, tell me you love me, don't stare at me man I'd hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans Let me show you
Young Buck] Keep my name out ya mouth Before them AK shells come straight in ya house Won't stop 'till ya whole block layin' hit 'em all up buck buck
tell me you love me - don't stare at me man! I'd hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans. Let me show you how to greet me, when you meet me, when
my dick But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm Done [Twista:] Now let a track go past like this and Twista not fuck with
, these niggas always wonder who, Then they meet my pop and tell 'I'm ''Drake is just a younger you'', And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up
young nigga these industry bitches yap about U kno the one the cops buck u up and ask about All because I took my wildest dreams and then mapped em out