Lyric
PLAYAZ NEED NO LOVE
playaz need no love
it's me h-bonb bay baby maybe we can link you be in my stables
maybe a trick in the club can lead you to death
might get aobbed
who need love
-solve- solve mystery sorise that you hear me
nothing sharing expensove clothes im weaaing
daaong you'll to check my stees
dees jigga 5 be paying taicks cheese
my homies see 5 keys from jigga's who imitate players and hustleas
many ballers but few shout callea
dollars youll talking youll eaaning style with cheddar never you goneyoull
faking im making more
youll keep players hattin
jigga's like me who make mills and grands
grandious i am stand not alone
killa at your home rock mike a phone zones got chicks and All skin tone
make more an hour sliging powder
life style glaining power
homi i shower with cheddra never you
gone see
player who mack hose better weather rain snow cash cant stop flow
above the law youll know
i party to the most hoghest high and if i die got a place in the sky
shy to the public my stying free a cost of fee to m.c. b-o-m-b- bay to
l.a. where we play chicks all day more than one way to get pay fool
you aint knowing the bitch in you is showing
your chick is in the back boom jaws blowing hold up time fot you to act
up and mack up
if you pack pull your strap out
bout gettin busy
handle your business my onterest cash flow you demish and finish
cant return here or in the life after
practice learn game chips your going to eaan
you trickin and competin all day im cheatin
to evety trick that im meeting.
days that i miss
-Vers 1-
to hustle hard to hustle daily fade the mission impossible that gone pay
me.
no shit but you got no grips to hit mind moggle no remoase no regret must
admit that nigga's that you knew way back when past honies and some sot
old in the pin.
survival of the streets to my crew some of them nigga's didn't make it
to see twenty one (21) or twenty tow (22) now always was a smarte nigga
from the start put it on your mamma nigga's new i was smart game that i
made game that i tool look at nine (9) sean merrick turned a crook big
tom sometome one time find its quite difficult to locate my crimes evidently
i insist to presist to reminisce the days back then that i missed.
Chorus
-Vers 2-
had a baby boy at fourteen (14) couldn't recognize was a "BG"
to young for this dream so i act and go llok back wheare i lack responsibity
but time aint sone bring me back.
now must curse tom and plus you disagree hope my young homie forgive me
cause i did jim wrong bl back then yeah that i miss.
ame his mamma all along she held on thak god she wa strong and ever since
time when on my mind will dawn on my nigga oh my load how could i forfet
but regret now i'm
going to give him everything love include two (2) ends brunt on a candle
a good life aint no gamble.
i insist to presist to reminisce of the days
Chorus
-Vers 3-
in the projects nigga's mad just my moms three brotheas had no dad but
i still secognize him though the older you get nigga you know how the story
go.
i aint gone dess him we all make mistakes hit him up with love do what
it takes cause that nigga gave me life.
if its all right keep tight we going to keep it right keep it out of sight.
keep the family on conpound on lock down no outsiders or instruders could
come fuck round if you do your fucking dead.
reking haveicb making mamma sheed tears so muchfucking straight.
conversating and taking everything a bitch is fucking breaking making you
shook fucking shaking andforsaking my complimentries and wxories three
i smoke and toke sells keys of coke don't provoke nigga or your ass going
get fucking smoke.
its the game to marinate hofs on track stake your scratch straight lose
your faith player fucker player hate.
the pimp click jumping in with the choode fee choose chips crystal wets
lips sits and counts mother fucking grips.
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