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Ain’t No Love
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Ain't no love!
Ain't no love!
Aight, this really ain't no love nigga, you feel me?
Ain't no love!
Real talk though man, once you show love, once you show compassion
They use that as a weakness man, you feel me?
You love a bitch, that bitch'll leave you
You got love for your niggas, they turn against you man
So ain't no love for these faggots, you feel me?
I got no love for nobody (no one), your best friend'll do ya (uh-huh)
Y'all fall out, he plottin' with another friend to shoot ya (for real)
Pull up on your Benz and niggas bust shots through ya (through ya!)
Whoever knew y'all grew up together since preschoolers (wow)
Now you on the ground with six shots from the Ruger
Your girl said he was shiesty, you should've listened to her (listen)
Now you can't maneuver and you're pissin' through a tube (tube)
Shittin' through a tube, tied y'all up with fool (bah)
Is it because you makin' bigger moves? (yeah)
Is it because you started dickin'
His boo, he put a clip in you? (yeah)
Is it because you flipped a brick or two?
Look what the chips'll do, got your main
Man thinkin' 'bout killin' you (for real)
Niggas fake and they hate to see a nigga ball
Smile in your face but can't wait to see a nigga fall (ha ha)
It's no love for broads, no love for niggas
No love for snitches, I put they ass in ditches, yeah!
When I roll up the block, you say
It's all good but really it's not, ah
I give a nigga a pound and turn his smile face into a frown, blah!
You talk behind our backs then come around
Like we won't lay y'all flat, nigga
In the city we from, you fuck around
And you gon' die in the slums, boy
I'ma take you back (back), back to like '95 (yeah)
I was a young buck, couldn't do a nine to five (ha ha)
Me and my dude used to hustle them ounces
Roll seven two-elevens, we would run up in houses
He was with me when I caught my first case
Fucked up, should've never caught it in the first place
I did my time though, that's my dude
While he was out hittin' my bitch, like that's the move
It's good, time passed, I ain't really say shit
We growin' apart slowly, no more everyday shit (uh-uh)
A little small talk, nothin' but the basics
And it probably would've been better if you ain't never say shit
But you did, started yappin' your face
And if it wasn't for your family, homie, that'd be a case (it's real)
But fuck it, I'ma let bygones be bygones
See me in the street and you know what type of shit I'm on, dog
When I roll up the block, you say
It's all good but really it's not, ah
I give a nigga a pound and turn his smile face into a frown, blah!
You talk behind our backs then come around
Like we won't lay y'all flat, nigga
In the city we from, you fuck around
And you gon' die in the slums, boy
See friends turn to foes (foes)
And niggas start snitchin' and y'all already know why
In the city I'm from and if you ballin' better pack you a gun cuz
For these faggot ass fairy tale niggas
Tell a bitch to bitch or she can send your ass to jail, nigga
And when you catchin' a case and then
Your boys turn they back to your face
Look, see niggas plottin' on the daily
When I pull up in that drop top coupe, I hear them boys wanna spray me
Hoes wanna lay me, D.A. wanna box my mans
But see we fam, we stick it out 'til the end, boy
Niggas turn dishonest, fame then disloyalty
Get a little change and then y'all wanna soil me
But I'm a gangsta, I'ma ride 'til my time's up
Semi-automatically, your brains in that Range drop, blah!
When I roll up the block, you say
It's all good but really it's not, ah
I give a nigga a pound and turn his smile face into a frown, blah!
You talk behind our backs then come around
Like we won't lay y'all flat, nigga
In the city we from, you fuck around
And you gon' die in the slums, boy
Ain't no love!
Ain't no love!
Ain't no love!
Ain't no love!