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letra de love is gone - jaz-o & the immobilarie

i got one question
ya’ll know me
or ya’ll been living in god realities
or gods with men mentalities
but uh..

royalties from the kounty of kingz
mama spoiled me, the neighborhood express loyalty
raised all quarters, we go to the store for ya
my house, your house, we open the door for ya
you see the pumas all white outside
our playstation was right outside
i love the block, i couldn’t fight outside
(?) the huffy with the puffy seat calvin coolers
parties in the bas-m-nt, that’s love
hey what’s up with the bad blood?
nearly is that us, it couldn’t be the cars i lent you
you was locked down, was it dough i sent you
outside now, do you have my pockets
be friends with my foes
wanna see me decompose in a six foot ho
keep my eye on the (?)
but we grub from the same plate
put five through your clothes
but we come from the same place
that ain’t gangsta, that ain’t hood
that ain’t street, that ain’t good
it used to be picture perfect
now my canon can’t even take snapshots at your frame
which one of us is to blame when the “love is gone”

[hook]
love changes (scratches)
yo, respect game (scratches)
when the “love is gone” (scratches)
love changes (scratches)
yo, respect game (scratches)

i drop jewels for your dna
i threw tools to you even to subdue your own dna
a team around the way, but who will be the day
the rhyme or the grind, we always see stacks
but you be in my big -ss cap, i’m see sack
yeah, this song to the real, but it’s real you feel
still spinnin’, got them sea sick with the c-6
problems, revolve ’em, eyes shut when i can see six
a sad sad song, people, no remix
never again, forever my friends
aiiyo, nuthin’ out here greater than bein’ calling daddy
but years later, women were bringin’ the law at me
relationships thought i be spendin’ them all happy
i’m risin’, but you were sendin’ the fall at me
every mornin’, nearly on beat the cops
franklin and myrtle, the crib over the pizza shop
why you was missin’, best believe i slept with rats
no locks on the doors, i swear we slept with gats
that’s a fact, that’s what happens when the “love is gone”

[hook]

- jaz o the immobilarie

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