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letra de no love - jackboy

[intro]
pipe that sh-t up, tnt

[chorus: jackboy]
no love in the street so i gotta keep a glizzy
f-ck the police, always got that b-tch with me
if you thinkin’ i don’t like ’em, boy you gotta be silly
in the club pistol packing, i don’t even need security
she told me she don’t need me, she rather leave me
‘fore you gon’ mistreat me, b-tch come and eat me
when i told her i was gon’ blow, i know that she did not believe me
now, nothin’ i do be playing, i flood my body up with vvs’

[verse 1: jackboy]
now, nothin’ i do be playing
f-ck you, we ain’t the same
i just got in the game, i’m puttin’ your lil’ career to shame, uh
n-ggas gon’ hate but that ain’t gon’ make or break a n-gga, uh
nfl, i [?] moves, i go to shakin’ n-ggas, uh
bought a whip and now i pose
have ’em shakin’ like a stripper
and these k!llas be my n-ggas, sometimes i don’t even gotta tip ’em
say his beef gon’ flip ’em, yeah
it’ll be easy for me to get it, yeah
when i shoot my shot i ain’t missing’, yeah
if i shoot my shot, i’m hittin’, yeah
choppa go to kickin’
[?]
glock come with extensions
give no f-cks about your feelings
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout these b-tches
not about these b-tches who want my riches
i done counted about them digits
leave ’em runnin’ from out them trenches
[chorus: jackboy]
no love in the street so i gotta keep a glizzy
f-ck the police, always got that b-tch with me
if you thinkin’ i don’t like ’em, boy you gotta be silly
in the club pistol packing, i don’t even need security
she told me she don’t need me, she rather leave me
‘fore you gon’ mistreat me, b-tch come and eat me
when i told her i was gon’ blow, i know that she did not believe me
now, nothin’ i do be playing, i flood my body up with vvs’

[verse 2: juelz santana]
ayy, ah
sheesh, yeah they know i’m in too deep
all this ice got me cold but they know i got the heat
glizzy always in my reach
my b-tch know that i’m a beast
i don’t trick, i just treat but n-ggas know ain’t nothin’ sweet
i don’t support domestic violence but that p-ssy gettin’ beat
momma used to tell me, she don’t wanna lose me to the street
keep it bangin’ on ’em n-ggas ’till they fall or retreat
n-ggas know the only time i play is when i play for keeps
call the stick, toc, ’cause i know they tryna creep
let a n-gga come for me, i’mma blow him out his sneaks
always in a different whip, yeah they know i got the feats
sniper gang, dipset, free kodak, ’till he free
[chorus: jackboy]
no love in the street so i gotta keep a glizzy
f-ck the police, always got that b-tch with me
if you thinkin’ i don’t like ’em, boy you gotta be silly
in the club pistol packing, i don’t even need security
she told me she don’t need me, she rather leave me
‘fore you gon’ mistreat me, b-tch come and eat me
when i told her i was gon’ blow, i know that she did not believe me
now, nothin’ i do be playing, i flood my body up with vvs’

- jackboy

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