Love Don’t Love

Lyrics

[Intro: Jayo Felony] It's always been, a thin line, between love and hate Hah, yeah, uh! But I can never understand, how one homie could betray another But if you decide to betray me, heh, you're D-E-A-D [Verse 1: Jayo Felony] Armed and dangerous is my description 'Cause I be pistol whippin' niggas since the 6th Grade, so why you bitchin'? Snitchin' on me to get me off the block Had love for ya, like a motherfuckin' brother, never got the Glock And see your bitch been jibin' at me for years, but I never fucked But now I got hеr in the corner, with her lеgs tucked Scratchin' my back up her back, uh! Then I dig a little deeper, and the pussy the bomb, I think I might keep her I got the way you said you'd ride, yeah, you gave me your word But when they threw the time in your face, you sang like a bird Now they 'bout to do it young killer I'm holdin' court in the streets, before I go, you gon' get yours, nigga Thinkin' that fuckin' programme is gon' protect you You little bitch (Fuckin' coward!) I never will respect you I thought we was made to roll together like hand and glove But now, I hope you cancel Christmas, nigga, 'cause love don't love... [Hook: Kokane harmonises with (Jayo Felony Ad-Libs)] (What? That nigga snitchin'?) (Damn...) (The homies gone black and white on that nigga?) (And I just got through puttin' it with that motherfucker) (Fool got it comin' fo' sho') (I know exactly how to give it!) [Verse 2: Jayo Felony] Now I'm on hella cool, but I'm itchin' to make this motherfucker buckle Doin' so much dirt, I started growin' grass on my knuckles The federales are huntin' me, alive, they'll never catch me 'Cause they know my mentality: No trial, no cop a plea Blow the court in the S-T-R-double-E-Ts Never got niggas tossin' up, DLGCs Nigga please, playa haters with perpetrators Investigators and instigators, none of you motherfuckers can fade us I serve 'em all, so what the fuck makes you think That you could snitch on me and my crew, you little bitch (Fuckin' coward!) I'm a motherfuckin' lunatic, I'm cold blooded Don't fuck with me buddy! I leave your car blooded These niggas comin' after me, they must be feudin' with life 'Cause you see me runnin' all up in 'em with my rusty knife Revenge is sweet, so that's all that I'm thinkin' of So I'ma hunt you motherfuckers down, and show you love don't love... [Hook: Kokane harmonises with (Jayo Felony Ad-Libs)] ('Sup with this poor-ass nigga?) (He thinks that all this protection bullshit gon' save him, it's pathetic, so!) (Nigga, yo' days is numbered!) (Lil' ho ass nigga) (Snitch killer!) (Do-Lo G's, that's right) [Verse 3: Jayo Felony] In a bulletproof suburban, swervin', catchin' cases like Michael Logan Ain't no type of love involved, none of these niggas I'm servin' Homie, they got me facin' life without On some underground shit, federales ain't 'posed to know about But I'm the judge (Uh-huh!) The jury (Uh-huh) My lawyer and the DA And before I see anybody's jail, you gon' see Bay-Bay (Who the fuck is Bay-Bay?) My A-K, that holds 200 r-id-ounds Put you stole enough to take cover and hit the fuckin' Gr-id-ound Get down nigga, feel my frustration! No jail time, no parole, no fuckin' probation... 'Cause these niggas slipped and rolled on 'em, it's Do-Lo gang You don't wanna be an innocent bystander when we bang... You gotta keep the heater close, I'm like the Ghost-Face Diss Head and I find you, I got family in high places Look me in my eyes before I shove you Off the bridge, with cement shoes, 'cause I don't love you... [Hook: Kokane harmonises with (Jayo Felony Ad-Libs)] (Got that ass!) (Like I said I would! Yeah!) (God case down to snitch!) (And that ass'll never be forgiven) (I'm your motherfuckin' judge!) (Yo' jury, your lawyer and the DA!) (And I sentence you to this motherfuckin' nine share) (17 to end yo' life!)