ain't no love at all for me They pull me over with Police Dogs Lickin my Scrotum Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog Got no love for
Somebody tell me somethin what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what'll you (?) me you'll fuck it all up for the love of (lust) Cause I love you so, but
steadily grieve on, givin' you what you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no) you hataz make feellike, you
44 automatic nigga you know you gotta duck Either that or be another victim of a motherfuckin slaughter Best for the hoe the 44 magnum got me stressin My mind was tellin me
Telling me to turn the nine on myself But it aint enough liquor on the store shelf To get me drunk enough to contemplate a suicide You or me Who would I rather kill You
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die Talking about you Getting Money But its funny to me All you niggas living bummy While you fucking with me
you gotta love it, Ah-real ah really never thought I would be here, First n foremost I'd like da thank god... For making me special! You know niggas
where I keep the clips at Violatin get you one in your throat you still datin your heat, but me and my guns elope when I die bury me with the toast in
it upstairs All I got was a note that said "Bye-bye John Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin? on" So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel
he got ripped on wax So he snitched just to get me back No matter what you say dog your shit be whack You better watch what you say it might get you clapped
eatin, and you be snackin like you on a diet That's why you window shoppin actin like you wanna buy it Actin like you gonna roit, like you gonna shoot