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42 Dugg – No Love

42 Dugg, Lil Baby No Love

Release date: July 4, 2024 Genre: Hip-Hop, Rap Album: 4eva Us Neva Them
Explicit: Yes Duration: 02:55 Label: Interscope Records
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Street niggas, livin' lavish, yeah Fifty racks and reps, that's on a fly bitch, yeah Armored truck, they think it's Trump when we touch down, yeah Uncle pimpin', brother robbin', I came up cookin', yeah Earrings a half a ticket, these ain't lab diamonds I put on this shit myself, ain't got no damn stylist Hundred million dollar nigga, still'll get violent Rylo with me, and we business partners, we just bust down a dime We so turned up, yeah, all they pour, yeah 223 be choppin' shit, them lil' niggas ain't poppin' shit All blue face, we mobbin' shit, too P for all that toxic shit Kareem the way I block a bitch, '06 Gucci, we woppin' shit No love for the opposite, give millions to my block and shit We run a monopoly, he ain't with us, then we stoppin' it You wanna be nice and shit, no time for that, I'll bite the bitch Shiesty mask and switches, Taliban, this that Al-Qaeda shit Yeah, yeah, we the mob for real Don't tell on your brother, don't say nothin', them lawyers comin' trim Send an M to Slime for legal fees, I really fuck with twin He know how this shit go for real, don't get caught on that other end They can take the lead for the time being, but they ain't goin' never win Acting stiff and mixed, I know she pissed, I done turned up her friend Tried to burn me out, but I'm still lit, tell 'em to blow again They want me sellin' dope again, I'm ducked off with your ho again Pillow talkin', tellin' the business, we don't do that Never fallin' out 'bout these bitches, you 'posed to knew that Gave my twenty-one to the trenches, I'm in that new 'Bach Judge think 'cause he gave me a sentence, I wasn't go T up Niggas wanna be us, go turn up any time they free us I finally put my P up, my bitch got me together Show me she was special, young, turnt and reckless Say God, I be with devils, fifty-nine with the bezel Made my first M on tether, I promise never to settle I rose from Armageddon, fuck it judge, I did it Back hangin' with bitches, they tellin' on all the killers Took an oath to never fold, want to tell that to bro These niggas breakin' the code, platinum Presi' for bro They recommended the gold, but fuck it, bring me the rose Fuck him, I want his head, for double I want him dead The rapper really was Jedd, my come-up was from the meds Yeah, yeah, we the mob for real Don't tell on your brother, don't say nothin', them lawyers comin' trim Send an M to Slime for legal fees, I really fuck with twin He know how this shit go for real, don't get caught on that other end They can take the lead for the time being, but they ain't goin' never win Acting stiff and mixed, I know she pissed, I done turned up her friend Tried to burn me out, but I'm still lit, tell 'em to blow again They want me sellin' dope again, I'm ducked off with your ho again

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