Ain't No Love Lyrics

Now ! I know you didn't think that shit was over,
you little ugly a*s nigga!

Too ...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain't no love, (4x)

Now mickity mic down
Guns out, mothaf**kas
Lowin' the holes
It's the kid from the gutter
Punks get on tapes
And they sound so real
But real niggas don't get in court and squeal
Yeah, regard all that punk a*s Racia shit
Got on the stand and ran your mouth
Like a bitch, little snitch
Pooh-Man did it! Pooh-Man did it!
He made me with it!
Court is in session,
And you've been indicted
Hoe trusta Oakland busta
And you gets no love from the gutter
See we remember when you had to have
A baserock cawy and a nice hot bath
Smokin' and chokin', Sir Too
Just thinkin' about the day before
See you never shouldn't f**k
With the real killa
I goes deep on you dopefiend nigga
Got on the mic and called me a punk
And funk is what you want

So there it is, junk
Dirty, tired, f**ked around
And get my foot off in his a*s
Let's hood ride, mob, f**k talkin' bad
No punk let's me check myself, partner
I ain't gonna bust ya
I rather ride up and drop ya
But the rappin' is weak shit
And I'm down with this street shit
And you aint shit but a weak bitch
The ugliest nigga in rap
Try to cap on the nigga
From the mothaf**kin' hood
So when I see you it's all good

Too ...
Nothin' can save ya
Aint no love, (4x)

Ant Banks: read this...

I boarded to your a*s last year
But you didn't hear me dough
It's 94 and Banks need a little more
Lips lookin' hell of luscious
Digidy down goes my zipper
Nigga, you can s*ck this
And you must like slurpin' d**ks
Because you ridin' on 's tip
Like a jockin' little bitch
Ridin' around in your too--hand-me-down
I left the Dangerous Crew
And that's why you're clownin' now
The bigidy Banksta ain't no gigidy gigidy gangsta
When the truth comes out you aint shit but a pranksta
Try to hang in my hood lookin' out of place
With that blank a*s look on your face:
(What should I do? What should I do?)
Now get in where you fit in, chunk
Can't hang on the block
Cause you aint shit but a punk
So I ain't givin' no rule
To a*sume you want some mothaf**kin' funk
Then bring it to the crew
So bring it on if your a*s wanna trip
And to this hollow-tip, bitch
Blast that a*s, yes I would
Cause on the streets, nigga, it's all good

Too ...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain't no love,

Beep, beep, beep
Oh, there goes my pager
And it's your bitch, yo, I think I best to fade her
Took her to the motel parking lot
Little light skinned bitch got just a little too hot
it's goin' down, pannies comin' off
Another tramp bitch got automatically toasted
I think you found out and got jealous
Cause I was diggin' your bitch
And runnin' back tellin' all the fellas
But you took her home
And wanted to marry the bitch
I would dig her in this, mister
And bury the bitch
Stop spendin' all your cash and fix your teeth
Dog must like bein' ugly
Came at a nigga wrong
Little cavity creep walkin' around with Nikes on
Bitch a*s nigga ain't got no heart
Be ready to finish anythin' your punk a*s started
Cause I did funk with the best
So when you ridin' in your lexus
Nigga, put on the vest
And stay the f**k out my hood
Cause death is a factor and it's all good

Too ...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain't no love, (4x)