No Love (With Dthang) (Feat. Dthang)
Lil Mabu
2:12Just got the call, they at the light, we finna handle up (skrrt) Hyundai Sonata, pull up 'side 'em, know we hit it up (brrr) I got that call, I send that blitz, you know they pullin' up (pullin' up) And they got Bibby on they mind, no, they ain't give a fuck (Osama) (Ayy who made it, Milan Made It, bitch) 'Cause we got mo' bodies, mo' choppas, mo' riots and we got mo' violence Mo' jits, shootin' shit, swear to God, boy, them my rough riders (baow, baow) Catch a opp, whack a opp, face-shot, boy, we gon' Gen5 ya Tryna fold, cold case, front page, boy, we gon' headline ya He say me smoke me, 23, dead man, you know I smoke B (B) Magnolia, soldier, jumped out on 'em in the backseat NASCAR, fast car, new splat, boy, you can't catch me Opp hoe, no-go, swear to God, hoe, you can't set me (you can't set me) Opp hoe ask me where I am and I say, "Out east" (I'm in Twelve Hundred) I got Shug in my blunt, smokin' big B (Shug) Ain't no screw in my brain, boy, I don't think (I don't) And I don't fuck with none of you rats, that's my instincts My lil' waodie ridin', slidin', and that nigga on probation Told that nigga pull on on the opps, he say me smokin' on Shug Nation Got them Glock inside the car, and got them choppas in the basement Seven 1s, Zo Pound, you know I fuck with all my Haitians When I ride through the city, got my blicky, you won't slay me And you know I'm twenty-one and I'm original 90's baby Catch his car, he slidin' in it, we gon' hit up that Mercedes And I been runnin' up them racks, turn the opps to packs daily Just got the call, they at the light, we finna handle up (6) Hyundai Sonata, pull up 'side 'em, know we hit it up (brrt) I got that call, I send that blitz, you know they pullin' up (pullin' up) And they got Bibby on they mind, no they don't give a fuck (Osama) 'Cause we got mo' bodies, mo' choppas, mo' riots and we got mo' violence (6) Mo' jits, shootin' shit, swear to God, boy, them my rough riders (6) Catch a opp, whack a opp, face-shot, boy, we gon' Gen5 ya Tryna fold, cold case, front page, boy, we gon' headline ya