Young Noble - Hate Me or Love Me Lyrics
[Verse 1]Lil' nigga I dont give a *****If you like me or notYoung Noble Outlaw keep it piped & hotYou say you used to love PacAnd you lovin' the LawzNiggaz used to love PacNow they lovin' it rawSick in the headI spit words lifted the deadYou skip to the fedThey put the triple beam on ya headNiggaz bettin' on my creamless breadWill they make it or notStraight to the topWe moving aheadWe tryna drop 50 albums a yearI'm afraid to losePlus I was taught I had to challenge my fearsI was born lostSo what that make me?A mutha*****a fighting his-selfI shall succeed[Chorus]Everybody wanna eatDon't nobody wanna hustleWhen niggaz start eatingThey forget about the struggleNiggaz talk a lot of shitBut don't nobody want troubleBeing a OutlawNiggaz hate you or they love youEverybody wanna eatDon't nobody wanna hustleWhen niggaz start eatingThey forget about the struggleNiggaz talk a lot of shitBut don't nobody want troubleBeing a OutlawNiggaz hate you or they love you[Verse 2]I could lace you with a couple of jewelsYou gotta listenOr lace you with a couple of toolsWhen shit thickensThrow aways -- slower days was in front of usFoster child -- don't nobody want none of usWe all was wild -- mutha*****aNot some of usThe hawk was outDawg the block was the comforterPlottin' on some other shitThem niggaz'll get youYou think them niggaz hustlin'Them niggaz is snitchin'The one pointin' at youWhen they read you ya sentenceAnd all along you thought you kept it real wit'cha niggazThe ones who ain't say shit them really the killazAnd those who on that snake shitSomebody'll kill 'em[Chorus][Verse 3]I'm faced with the troubleOf the everyday black maleBlack male, crack cell, packed jail, gat tellHow many of yall niggaz take care of ya kidsHow many of yall niggaz tryna straight from the bidsThey wonder why we wild out when we get bigWe rappin' with a foul mouthTeachin' ya kidsYa know it aint no worse then what they hearing at homePlus it aint no food and he always aloneHe said "***** school mom leave me alone"And though he feel peace when he hearing my songsI tell him go to schoolI ain't teaching him wrongWe connected to the streets like each in my armThe industry is just like reading a palmYou mention meIt's just like ringing the LawzHow could it be the streets keep screaming for NobeThem mutha*****as knownin' that I'm one of they own[Chorus]AhNoble justice!
