เนื้อเพลง The N*gga Ya Love to Hate - Ice Cube

I heard payback's a motherf*cking n*gga
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
F*ck a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal with the nine-double-M
The damn scum that you all hate
Just think if n*ggas 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 s*ckers 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
Yyou wanna sweep a n*gga like me up under the rug
Kicking sh*t called street knowledge
Why more n*ggas in the pen than in college?
Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate
That's from The N*gga Ya Love to Hate

[BREAK]

Yeah, ha-ha, it's the n*gga you love to hate

Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me
It's the n*gga you love to hate

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 piss 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 balls off
And get your ass 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 ass
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*ggas 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*gga ya love to hate

[BREAK]

Yeah come on fool
It's the n*gga you love to hate

Yeah run up punk
It's the n*gga you love to hate

You ain't all that
That's all I hear, b*tch, b*tch
I ain't nobody'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 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*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 pass 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*ggas need to do is start loc-ing up
And build mold and fold theyself into shape
Of the n*gga ya love to hate