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No Love for Em (Los, WB Nutty, Rio Da Yung Og, RMC Mike, G.T., BabyFace Ray, & AllStar JR) (Remix)
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JOSEPH L ROBINSON
JOSEPH L ROBINSON
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[Intro]
(Check the score)
Yeah, **** can't fuck with us
What up, Joey?
(What up, Los? What up, Nutty?)
Pussy-ass ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, yeah, bitch, yeah, yeah
Check me out, ****
(Jose the Plug)
Pussy-ass ****, ain't got no love for 'em
[Verse 1]
Right now I'm irritated, hittin' this dog with fent'
I tried to kill him with this mix, he survived, that's what you call attempt
I'm only takin' money on this rip, don't call me with shit
They asked why I hit like this, it's all in the wrist
Make a song about a bunch of bullshit, Rio and Mike on it
The dope stickin' to the pot, put some ice on it
They askin' me why my price so low, I stumped twice on it
Ooh, this batch wet as hell, put some rice on it
[Verse 2]
On my way to the trailer park to put some ice on it
Hit him in the dark with a Glock, I put a light on it
Ri said he want the next end, we gotta fight for it
Fuck some money, bet I hit my point, I put my life on it
Shit talkin' fucked the world up, we put some spice on it
Pour a deuce of Hi-Tech in the cup and put some Sprite on it
If you tryna remix a song, just put Ri and Mike on it
Bitch, you a pussy-****, ain't got no love for 'em
Make a song about some raw, Nutty and Los on it
Fuck 'round, get the most from it
Make a song about some raw, Nutty and Los on it
441 Babylane shit, ****, uh
[Verse 3]
Make a song about a bag, put me on it
All these **** talkin' 'bout the road, but I be on it
Bro bought a bag with his last, he put a three on it
I done seen the top **** fall, so I just be humble
Cuz outside, he get a ten for layin' you down
**** was playin' around the playground, my youngins was playin' with 'rounds
Ain't no pullin' up and turn around, unload 'em, stay in the town
Why you think it's the White House? We really have yay in the house
[Verse 4]
Dirty-ass motel where they payin' one-twenty
Two-twenty on the dash, I'm in a brand new 2020
'Bout to throw away this phone, if you want it, bump into me
Just circling the hood, I fucked around and made twenty
**** flash they lil' racks like they never seen money
My bitch top notch with a bag, yours bummy
Just loaded up on husky, 'bout to shoot it to Kentucky
You buggin' out, what you coppin'? ****, nothin', **** bluffin'
[Verse 5]
Do my thing with your bitch, I do my thing with the fans
My Amiris off-white, I'm spillin' 'caine on my jeans
Cuz need his gun cleaned, your brains on the beam
Got some shit that take a three, hit the same as the clean, ayy
I see a small town and put a flood on 'em
Trap porch jumpin', bitch, it's all thugs on it
Meet a pretty bitch, I'm quick to put some drugs on her
Long story short, pussy ****, I'm the plug for you
(Let's get a bag)
Cuz outside, he get a stack for holdin' me down, ****
Pussy-ass, yeah
Cuz outside, he get a stack for holdin' me down
[Verse 6]
Twenty-six, fifty-nine grand, come get a thousand-eight grams
East Cleveland, me and Nutty, forty thou' in the van
Ain't shit changed, I still ain't got no love for a bitch
Make a song about some raw, it's as player as it get, ****
How you love that? Tell me how you feel about it
Auntie got that script in her name, I love to keep her 'bout it
My whole life I been a bag, pussy, you a pussy-ass ****
Just counted up a hundred thou', it's me, Nutty, and Cash kitchen, ****
[Verse 7]
Get your roll on, corner store, mobile home
Dope goin' bold, I'm the one that's still gon' get it gone
Make a song about some raw, feel like I really sold it (Come on)
A thousand of 'em real, two hundred fake and he ain't notice
You heard about the Daisy, I'm the one that got it poppin'
Now it's Pittsburgh or Cleveland, I'm still weighin' out my options
I'm sweet talkin' all my hoes, tryna see who gon' be the driver
Ain't no love for these ****, so I won't sell it how I got it, ****
[Outro]
(Check the score)
Fuck these ****
So I won't, that's what you heard, ****?
We on that, ayy
And Cuz still outside gettin' a stack for holdin' me down, ****
Written by: JOSEPH L ROBINSON

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