lirik lagu no love for em – los and nutty
[intro: los]
(coach me, joey)
yeah, n*ggas can’t f*ck with us
what up, joey?
p*ssy*ass n*gga (n*gga), uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ah, ah, yeah, n*gga, yeah (joey)
uh, uh (jose the plug)
p*ssy*ass n*ggas, ain’t got no love for ’em
[verse 1: los]
i’m too player for this sh*t, can’t argue with a b*tch
right now i’m occupied steppin’ on this brick
n*gga, thirty*five thousand’ll get you cashed out
hittin’ that dope with no mask, i d*mn near passed out
but that ain’t sh*t to me, that’s some normal sh*t
help me pack this dope up or i ignore the b*tch
[verse 2: wb nutty]
i been slangin’ raw all day, i’m on some borin’ sh*t
i don’t put my trust in no sl*t, f*ck that ho b*tch
you ever hit a six with a, and they ain’t notice it?
i be shoppin’ for the food and i ain’t talkin’ groceries
n*gga, where that ten at? b*tch, where your friend at?
i’ll pay the rent if i can roll where your crib at
[verse 3: los]
i was servin’ out a school zone where the kids at
five hundred dollars, that’ll get a n*gga kidnapped
i can break a slab down, get the most from it
make a song about some raw, put los on it
[interlude: los]
make a song about some raw, nutty and los on it
f*ck ’round, get the most from it
make a song about some raw, nutty and los on it
break it down and get the most from it
[verse 4: wb nutty]
i be making songs about the raw ’cause this sh*t my life
auntie wanna know about the hype with them glass pints
hundred nights in the trailer with a stinkin’ junkie
i don’t really trust him, but he know how to get some money
put a big bag on him, let his ass do the rollin’
i can tell how he nod that this new batch potent
[verse 5: los]
i put an oxy 10 on the foil (what you do?), let him smoke it (yeah)
five hundred dollars for a zip, it came from oakland
i’ll make thirty*six thou’ if i bust this shirt open (yeah)
watchin’ out for marked bills, watch who i be servin’ (yeah)
p*ssy*ass n*ggas come around, make me nervous
i don’t play no roles, i’ll dog a b*tch on purpose
[verse 6: wb nutty]
i’ll spend a year in that b*tch if it’s worth it
i’ll still use the cards if i make a purchase
my mistakes, i’m talkin’ ’bout the dope, boy, you out on bond
i get two hundred a gram, god, strike me if i’m lyin’
copycat n*ggas always tryna bite a n*gga style
don’t let this rappin’ sh*t fool you, we’ll meet you at your house
[verse 7: los]
i was sellin’ fake pills, walkin’ in random n*ggas’ house
lil cuz outside, he get a stack for holdin’ me down
[outro: los]
lil cuz outside, he get a stack for holdin’ me down, n*gga
p*ssy*ass, yeah
cuz outside, he get a stack for holdin’ me down
i’ll still shake somethin’ (n*gga), ah
n*ggas ain’t gon’ take nothin’, yeah, these pills fake (yeah)
they gon’ do whatever to get these bills paid (yeah)
p*ssy*ass n*ggas, ain’t got no love for ’em
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