Yukmouth

Yukmouth - Thugged Out The Albulation lyrics

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It's that nigga U Love 2 Hate!
 Yes!
 U Love 2 Hate!
 This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
 Look me in my face, I'm that nigga U Love 2 Hate!
 Yes! (Fire! Fire! Fire!)
 It's that nigga U Love 2 Hate!
 Nigga U Love 2 Hate.
 Stop it.
 (Ah, ah)
 Nigga U Love 2 Hate.
 Nigga, I ain't fake!

 Verse 1

 Before this rap shit
 I used to slang crack wit ghetto bastards
 pack automatic gats an kept scratch up under the mattress
 fuck this rap shit
 yay wrapped in plastic everyday practice
 runnin away from task tactics
 hop fences leavin 'em ass backwards
 before this music
 I used to be the Ice Cream Man since 1992 biatch!
 Don't you hear the mutha fuckin muzik?
 I got a head but ain't no screws in it, losin it
 slangin narcotics, them men two steps away from usin it
 abusin it
 I moved then it was all bad
 it seemed like soon as a nigga moved, then it was all bad
 because of this music, my whole block double crossed me
 got shot in the ass, bra
 but ain't no love lost see
 cuz now I have yo ass off the g's
 an niggas found off the beach, wit holes up in they body for tryin to
 double cross me
 I could move across seas, and outta state
 smokin weed
 hand yo ass an 8 to smoke to the face
 ya still hate nigga.

 Chorus *(Yukmouth)*

 Cuz I'm that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 tell yo bitch it's that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 Smoke-A-Lot, Regime, nigga U Love 2 Hate
 album to the face, nigga U Love 2 Hate
 Yes, it's that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 young nigga, wit money, U Love 2 Hate
 mutha fuckas lookin at me funny, U Love 2 Hate
 check it.
 What?
 Nigga.... uh.

 Verse 2

 Is it because I went on tour wit Biggie Smalls?
 Or is it because yo bitch will to drop to the floor an lick my balls?
 Or is it because a nigga sky ball, since juvenille hall?
 To make these niggas straight talk shit, about me in front of they
 broads, listen!
 Or is it because I'm ridin around in Range Rove's?
 4 point 6, G-S 400 on dubb mo-mo's
 an both of my shit's got T.V.'s in 'em, what you don't know
 what the fuck you grind fo?
 Juss to pay note to the nine-four
 I'm ridin 9-8 shit
 is that the reason for all the hatred
 I flipped Townhouse, you still at mom's house basement
 mad, walkin around tellin my friends I ain't shit
 back when, you used to be that nigga who I smoked my dank wit
 rob a bank wit, because I trust you
 probably take a slug fo you
 but now a nigga got no love fo you
 Nigga!
 Best friends became enemies for centuries
 an jealousy juss means you mutha fuckas envy me.

 Chorus *(Yukmouth)*

 Hate.
 it's that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 labled to the face, nigga U Love 2 Hate
 drugged out, smoothed out, U Love 2 Hate
 poppin Xtacy an shit, nigga U Love 2 Hate
 Uh!
 I'm that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 tell yo potnas it's that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 playa hate all the time, U Love 2 Hate
 What?
 Why you hate me nigga?

 Verse 3

 Uh.
 Is it because yo bitch love me?
 Or is because I stay whipped in all the latest rugby's
 Thugged Out, sippin bubbly
 "Da Good, Da Bad, Da Ugly", nigga finally livin lovely
 signin autographs
 lil kids run up an hug me
 I'm from where they from, I was raised by crackheads an junkies
 highschool flunky
 too busy out there tryin to get my money
 hungry, I had to get it myself nobody dishin fo me
 an now my niggas mad, claim that I ain't dishin fo he
 But fuck ya'll nigga!
 What the fuck you done fo me?
 But talk shit behind my back, and try an smoke my weed
 or is it because I used to funk wit $hort an Master P
 hatin niggas after me, but now won't capture me
 nigga you can't even go gold
 What the fuck you sold?
 Five thousand units, nigga my shit went platinum across the globe
 or is it because these fake ass hoes claim they got my baby
 act shady, an crazy, reverse the game an now them bitches pay me
 the day a nigga signed wit Prince J
 got rid of them other niggas, became my own sensai
 Smoke-A-Lot, I got to record lable also
 Phats, L.Q., Maxx, KeKe, my nigga Gonzoe
 colloso, cheddar to make the nitros soggy
 ridin Harley's, die smokin juss like Bob Marley
 I died in the wide open, at the Mobb party
 wit yo eyes open, slugs through yo hard body
 pick up
 cuz it's that nigga U Love 2 Hate
 sincerely yours mutha fucka
 U Love 2 Hate!
 Yours truly.
 Done deal.
 That nigga U Love 2 Hate
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