Lyrics:
my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
Ain't another woman that could take your spot my
If I wrote you a symphony
Just to say how much you mean
I got no time for fake niggas
Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas
From East to West coast, spread love niggas (that's right)
And while
I got no time for fake niggas
Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas
From East to West coast, spread love niggas (that's right)
And while
ain't no love
Ain't no love in this game
I used to hustle street corners back in 1986
Slangin Yayo by the dub, me and E-Bay in the mix
Only
much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
Get on it get on it
Give it baby give it to me
Come on you really give it to me
Got to give it
Shout out to Cash
And my mother
Living life on the daily
No I ain't got time for them triggers
I know these niggas tryna play me
But I ain't got
got a problem)
Problem (Like we got a problem)
Time ain't on my hands for you (Hands for you)
And that's a problem (And that's your problem)
Look
that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip
pink
I love that gangsta red
Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for me
And you're too
and bitches that love licking dick
You wishing that you sick as Mitch
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got time for
the inhibition
Add it up to the fact, that I'm constantly backed
By my love from each verse, flowing over the track
I got love for the Crossroads, I got love for
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
made a fool
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool
But there's no dollars for nothing else
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf
Every
Motherfuckin' G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant for 2 of America's most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but
Motherfuckin' G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant for 2 of America's most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but
Motherfuckin' G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant for 2 of America's most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but
sicker every day
And I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury
would come in handy
I got in just in time for chow, which is the
Overall term used for what
They call breakfast, lunch
And dinner i only ate the veggies
me, do she love me not? (love me not)
I ain't a player, I just crush a lot (crush a lot)
You give me that kind of something
Want it all the time
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
trying to make it through
Man, I ain't got time for peace
I'm just trying to make it in the scene
I'ma get it done by any means
Man, I'm here to compete
I
love red-bottom and gold they say queen
You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean
You love french tip and trip that pay for
You love bank slip that
me, do she love me not? (love me not)
I ain't a player, I just crush a lot (crush a lot)
You give me that kind of something
Want it all the time
nigga ain’t up next
Got these bitches upset
But either way the shit goes down
Ima ball with my day one niggas hold it down for the set
Get the cake that
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