No Love (feat. Kfmb lil dre)

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Joydeb Roy is a former Indian cricket umpire. He stood in one ODI game in 1986 and in the 1986-87 Ranji Trophy final. more »

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Ran out of love, I done ran out of love,  I done ran out of love
I done ran out of love mmmm, If I say I love you, stay with me, don't keep yo distance, lil bro he got a drum n you know he Stand
On business,  You got one life to live, it's him or me so I'ma kill him, Either way this pain don't change, love ain't the same I Miss my nigga,
Crossed so many times
I done seen the bigger picture, Quan ain't never coming back
You don't understand how I miss em, man I got this fuckin' drac
and I ah put one in yo fitted, yo block we hit
Niggas know them K's be spinnin,
Don't ran my money up everybody love me wanna come around,
Heard he got them pounds up in his crib f*ck it, we take em down,
When we hit they strip them bullets start to fly, you better not be around,
He in his mama house, shoot that bitch, make him move right out,
We got sticks up in this car, ain't wit it , you can't come around,
If I get in that jam, my mouth closed, no I ain't coppin' out,
I'll go to your grave and dig you up, cause I see evil now
Stand right on your block, tryna stretch sum, we gon' chalk you out,

Yeah, we gon' chalk you out Yeah, we gon' chalk you out
Yeah, we gon' chalk you out, uh

I used to reminisce about them nights when I was broke
I got blood all on my jeans, from niggas tryna slime my nose
They tried ta bring me down, but I stood tall and didn't fold,
I'ma play this life shit out and risk this rap shit for my bro's,

Nobody know how I be feelin', I try to hide the pain but It don't have much with the healing, let this ruger bang,
Bet this bitch go through a buildin', and ain't no comin' back When these bullets get ta hittin',

them niggas know who we is why they tryna cap, we the ones who be posted on dey block With like 50 straps, let a nigga try it, bet his ass get took right off the map,
Try to love that goofy ho then went behind my fuckin' back

I can't do no more love, my heart jus gettin colder,
Turn up in the city doin' shows, no, I can't fold up,
Hadda stand tall fa my OG the day I rose up
Think of every day that I'm still here I was the chosen one,
Naw, uh, yeah, I was the chosen one

Naw, naw, yeah, I'm the chosen one
Naw, naw, naw, naw, yeah, I'm the chosen one

We had to run it up, we got them drums and extended mags,
Better not try to run cause we hawk shit, you know them switches fast,

Grab your mask, first opp you see, you better hop out and blast
Ain't stoppin' till we leave some dead leave ah f*ck nigga right with ah tag,
Left em face down, can't get up, he in ah body bag
Know brodie got the wheel, so I know that he won't fuckin' crash

Bitch, I'm jus a demon, I ain't no rapper, I ah get on ass,
Surrounded by these killers, you'll get left right in the past
Keep my gun on me, promise my mama they won't take her son
Know they tryna kill me, Ion be trustin' none

Our generation filled with so much hate, it ain't no more love

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