The Game Ain’t Got No Love

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, I'm finna put this shit down for my mother fuckin rydas Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip, Bullet The game ain't go love ya'll [Verse 1: Lil Shank] I got two words, hella easy A psychopathic ryda, and can't no motha fucka see me Sideways all day everyday bitch I'm into being rich into having hella shit I got mouths to feed and weed to chief tonight While I'm on prost hanging by the street light Spent the whole day shining my Dees and blowing trees While bitches like you were serving fries at mickeyD's Bitch I'm little shank hoo I spit raps and clock helly bank roll And I don't think you know who you fucking with Me and my rydas 2k and we running shit You know the lick east side and we don't stop LV catch me smelling in a drop top Yay yay did all for the love of the cheddar the money money 'Cause the game don't love no mother fucking body [Chorus] The game ain't got no love for nobody (It's all a paper chase) (Every motherfucker in the world trying to elevate) The game ain't got no love for nobody (Ain't that some bullshit?) (Yeah that's some bullshit some mother fucking bullshit) The game ain't got no love for nobody (It's all a paper chase) (Every motherfucker in the world trying to elevate) The game ain't got no love for nobody (Ain't that some bullshit?) (Yeah that's some bullshit some mother fucking bullshit) [Verse 2] Million dollar bearer bonds Maserati With the finest shit to sit on bitch you need to get on And see how the roadie embezzle so many rocks 'Cause we set up shops on almost every other block Its a shame so many try to poison the game They living lame instead of wearing them platinum chains You can name it I got it with the shoes to match And if you beat up on your skrilla then you'll have the scratch Show your mama that it do just grow on trees And you got rob that bitch of every leaf whether it be Fives or c-notes blowing in the wind right Money made the man that you see trump tight Don't talk about it, be about it And we can see zeros and trip [?] 'til we all fall off If you want it we can set it off But you ain't even trying to trip off that shit I'm gigging on [Chorus] The game ain't got no love for nobody (It's all a paper chase) (Every motherfucker in the world trying to elevate) The game ain't got no love for nobody (Ain't that some bullshit?) (Yeah that's some bullshit some mother fucking bullshit) The game ain't got no love for nobody (It's all a paper chase) (Every motherfucker in the world trying to elevate) The game ain't got no love for nobody (Ain't that some bullshit?) (Yeah that's some bullshit some mother fucking bullshit) [Verse 3] If it wasn't for all those times when you ain't have shit Then you wouldn't know how to respect it Its a dirty game and no mother fucking thing for free And fuck you to uncle Sam for garnishing a nigga's salary You can catch a slug ho And got the nerve to wonder why they selling drugs though And the poe poe love it cause they get to throw away the key And snatch up another mother fucker out the grips of society The game ain't got no heart, that's why its old folks dirty as fuck Collecting bottles in a shopping cart You tell me where that shit's fair To compensate to give you powdered milk and welfare So many ya'll beyond that and off the fucking track They can't get their money right and get their life back They need a chance to get back up on their feet But they lost to the game now they one with the streets [Chorus] The game ain't got no love for nobody (It's all a paper chase) (Every motherfucker in the world trying to elevate) The game ain't got no love for nobody The game ain't got no love for nobody (It's all a paper chase) (Every motherfucker in the world trying to elevate) The game ain't got no love for nobody (Ain't that some bullshit?) (Yeah that's some bullshit some mother fucking bullshit) [Outro] Copyright, two triple O Nine more to go The Lil Shank project, bitch!