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I hate to love you, what more can I say? Got played from the get go Like this shit you had me sold on This time I let myself control on and wore it out You front like you're ghetto, but I know that you're not Best be backing that bling up I ain't got game, girl, I got season It's high time you put your please on and wore it On and on and on my head spins around When you dis my bro's and my ride breaks down While you hang with your ho's at the club downtown Ghetto life Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now You want the thug life You don't even know that's so '97 I guess I really wasn't on point And you just played me like a dope joint and burned me out That fool got the gold tooth and imitation rims Who pimped out his Prelude It's high time you dropped the zero And started flossing with the hero We can't go on like this for real, though, this homie's Letras de cancionesOn and on and on my head spins around When you dis my bro's and my ride breaks down While you hang with your ho's at the club downtown Ghetto life Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now And all you do is just plain whack So you can sizzuck a dizzack and blow On and on and on my head spins around When you dis my bro's and my ride breaks down While you hang with your ho's at the club downtown Ghetto life Ghettoverit now On and on and on my head spins around When you dis my bro's and my ride breaks down While you hang with your ho's at the club downtown Ghetto life Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now Ghettoverit now I hate to love you What more can I say? From Letras Mania