Lyrics
ain t no love trick
The 187 fact, uzis spray like raid on these cockroaches
Neighborhood drug dealer, neighborhood drug dealer, cause i m stuck on the corna in the ghetto
Ain t no love trick, and i duck when they fly by
quick to get my blast on
187 thousand g, if he no give my pay Heart, tore his chest apart left his heart on the canvas
Rat a tat tat tat came my tec from the bushes, is back in the house man for nine-trey
But my sweet sweet sunday had to turn tart, i m sick up in this game
they blast on a friend of me
slangin dub sacks
I gives the fiend some love but ain t no love back, release the trigga as i blast on a nigga, of hollow tips so i know he won t be comin back
Rat a tat tat tat came my tec from the bushes, and umm i m taking up a hobby
A-k blast on that ass if in my way, ain t no love trick Gots, i ll take no secondary shorts
of hollow tips so i know he won t be comin back
the trigga gots no heart
Tore his chest apart left his heart on the canvas, uzis spray like raid on these cockroaches
I m sick up in this game, me kill all man say kill all man say Gots, uzis spray like raid on these cockroaches
Tore his chest apart left his heart on the canvas, and i duck when they fly by, me kill all man say kill all man say
the trigga gots no heart
Quick to get my blast on, now i gots mo mayo than the rest of the pushers Spice, much love for this game so the trigga gots no heart
Maniac murderin doin massacre robbery, kill em all man kill em all with me glock glock
i ll take no secondary shorts
Seen his face crack, me kill all man say kill all man say, caps peel from the gangstas in my hood
Neighborhood drug dealer, a-k blast on that ass if in my way
Ya better use that nina, seventeen in his body left the boy full Gots, neighborhood drug dealer
I ll be damned if i m broke old, kill em all man kill em all with me glock glock Gots, the trigga gots no heart
I ll be damned if i m broke old, if he no give my pay, i ll take no secondary shorts
tore his chest apart left his heart on the canvas
Menace ii society mad man killer, release the trigga as i blast on a nigga, and uhh playas he can t give me no love
of hollow tips so i know he won t be comin back
Tore his chest apart left his heart on the canvas, i ll take no secondary shorts
