you ain't no love Ain't no love, I'm tellin you ain't no love in this game No, no, ain't no love, I'm tellin you ain't no love Ain't no love in this
tellin you ain't no love Ain't no love, I'm tellin you ain't no love in this game No, no, ain't no love, I'm tellin you ain't no love Ain't no love in
Traduzione: Spice 1. Non è No Love.
thought ran across my crazy-ass mind The real Marquis ain't doin' no time I looked in his face, he looked like shit Siss-ass nigga ain't nothin' but a
(feat. Spice 1) [Verse 1: 2Pac] It seems I can't turn back I'm walkin round strapped can't sleep, My enemies want me gat Call my mama and they scream
) X3 'Cause ain't a nigga alive that can stop the hit [Spice1] Hey, hold on young 'Pac Motherfuckers ain't riding no hookers out here Punk motherfuckers think the town Ain't
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way
got my dudes up in this mutha fucka, that boy Eightball, 4-Tay, Speeze-weeze, Spice-weeze, ya smell me? It's E-feeze. Mutha fuckaz ain't understandin
it a shave cause mi wanna be in ya, They was claiming that our love was wrong The people just stared and said it was too long Yo it ain?t a crime to have
(feat. Spice 1, Too $hort) [Spice 1] Blowe! Jah man, Spice 1 with the biggity biggity Banksta in the house, jah man we making it funky enough man And
couldn't believe the Rolex was all mine [Spice-1:] Yeah divine niggas the lexxy shine and the fetty Motherfuckers ain't ready, see they won't hold
t get her off my back Give her a little love she don't know how to act She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back I didn't know honey gets down
(feat. Spice 1) [Verse 1: C-BO] We got the warehouse packed from Lamborginis to Lacs, more ruby an flame pack, than metro rap, got keys on knees wit
team made news with who's Charli, every 16 bars be Sickening, peep the scription Rhyme vixen Keep the clips in tact, watch ya back Ain't done yet, 8-Spunett
beater, doesn't pick up Fully automatic collar point beater, uhh [repeat] [Verse 1: Spice 1, E-40] Another whole fuckin clip and break down a nigga body, don't
Don't ever try to get shit started, that's retarded You ain't gotta ask how we got in, we bogarted Y'all gon' know how we lay shit down, it ain't no secret
Tell these hoes listen bitch we ain't gotta please you Cuz we puttin in work, doin shit that G's do and it's true [Chorus] I ain't livin my life to please
't deny it I'm a straight ridah, ridah, ridah Label me a trouble maker 'cause I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya [Verse One: Spice
