teddy mane – noluvinthesestreetz lyrics
(hook:)
ain’t no love in these streets..
ain’t no love in these streets..
ain’t no love in these streets..
ain’t no love in these streets boy
ain’t no love in these people
ain’t nobody ‘tryna help
they just ‘tryna help defeat you
watch this world turn him to a k!ller
watch this world turn him to a dealer
there ain’t no love in these streets
there ain’t no love in these streets
ain’t no love in these streets boy
ain’t no love in these people
ain’t nobody ‘tryna help
they just ‘tryna help defeat you
watch this world turn him to a k!ller
watch this world turn him to a dealer
there ain’t no love in these streets
there ain’t no love in these streets
ain’t no love in these streets boy
ain’t no love in these people
ain’t nobody ‘tryna help
they just ‘tryna help defeat you
we was country niggas huntin’ that deer
years later he was huntin’ his peers
i ain’t see that muf-cka in years
heard they gave ’em life it brought me to tears
wish i could see my cousin up in the pen
i would ask him “what it do?” “what it is?”
talkin’ ’bout my cousin lil’ man
we used to hang when we was lil’ man
my cousin robert died, pour out a beer
he was black and proud it’s nothing he feared
i should be the one that’s doing that bid
i should be the one that’s suddenly dead
just because all the sins i commit
just because all the things i did
just because all the licks i done hit
just because all the pain i inflict
we used to worry ’bout them bloods and crips
now we worried ’bout them f-ckin’ pigs
shooting niggas like crazy
snake niggas lookin’ quite scaly
they soft inside ‘tryna act hard
they 2-sided niggas like catdog
*what he said man?*
they 2-sided niggas like catdog
if a nigga get to barkin’ ima put my dogs on ’em
if a nigga got a problem ima put my paws on ’em
shoutout to my d-mn parents they the ones that made me
shoutout to my grandparents they the ones that raised me
i was rollin’ gas since the 5th grade
now i’m rollin’ past when i switch lanes
just to see if someone’s trailin’ me
cause if you pop my trunk you’ll see a felony
movin’ green sticks call it celery
back in high school i was sellin’ p’s
i got it all nigga what do you want?
meet me in the bathroom right after lunch
and security had knew about it
i was well connected so they cool about it
they need to give me my credit
from other niggas i’m separate
i’m the type to give my dawg money
you the type to leave your dawg hungry
dirty south where i reside in
dirty mouth me then i’m slidin
i ain’t scared to go nowhere
boy if i’m lyin’ i’m flyin’
s on my chest i got no fear
cause if i die, then i die
i was rarely shown love
so i don’t really know love
he think he tough with a glock 40
but i’ll have the streets like a block party
cause…
(hook)
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