The Nigga Ya Love To Hate

The Nigga Ya Love To Hate - Ice Cube (冰塊酷八)

I heard payback's a motherf**king ni**a

That's why I'm sick of getting treated

Like a goddamn stepchild

Kill a punk cause I ain't him

You gotta deal with

The nine double limb

The day is coming

That you all hate

Just think if n***as 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**king 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**k 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**kers

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 ni**a

Like me up under the rug

Kicking sh*t called street knowledge

Why more n***as in the pen

Than in college

Now cause of that line

I might be your cellmate

That's from the ni**a ya

Love to hate

Once again it's on

The motherf**king psycho

Ice Cube the b**ch killa cap peeler

Yo running 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 a** ready for the lynching

The mob is droppin' common sense and

We'll gank in the pen will shank

Any Tom Dick and Hank or get the a**

Fake it ain't about how right

Or wrong you live

But how long you live

I ain't with the b******t

I meet cold girls 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 brothers 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 ni**a ya love to hate

Soul Train done lost they soul

Just call it train cause

The hoes 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 damn f**k 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 trying 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 brothers need to do

Is start loc-ing up

And build mold

And fold theyself into shape

Of the ni**a ya love to hate