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Heart Of The City (Ain't No Love)

Uh, uhh, listen

First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up

Somebody got a problem with Hov'

Whassup y'all niggaz all fed up 'cause I got a little cheddar

And my records movin' out the sto'?Young fucks spittin' at me, young rappers gettin' at me

My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly

"Mo' Money, Mo' Problems", gotta move carefully

'Cause faggots hate when you gettin' money like athletesYung'uns ice-grillin' me, ohh, you not feelin' me?

Fine, it cost you nothin', pay me no mind

Look, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontin'

Sensitive thugs, y'all all need hugsDamn though mans I'm just tryin' do me

If the record's two mill' I'm just tryin' move three

Get a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do E

Hopefully they'll menage before I reach my garageI don't want much, fuck I drove every car

Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers

Bird-ass niggaz I don't mean to ruffle y'all

I know you waitin' in the wing but I'm doin' my thing

Where's the love?(Ain't no love, in the heart of the city)

I said, where's the love?

(Ain't no love, in the heart of town)

YeahAnd then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake up

Somebody got somethin' to say

What's all the fuckin' fussin' for? Because I'm grubbin' more

And I pack heat like I'm the oven doorNiggaz pray and pray on my downfall

But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball

Now I don't wanna have to kill sound bar

Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound barLook scrapper I got nephews to look after

I'm not lookin' at you dudes, I'm lookin' past ya

I thought I told you characters I'm not a rapper

Can I live? I told you in ninety-six

That I came to take this shit and I did, handle my bizI scramble like Randall with his

Cunning-ham but the only thing runnin' is numbers fam

Jigga held you down six summers, damn, where's the love?(Ain't no love, in the heart of the city)

Niggaz, where's the love?

(Ain't no love, in the heart of town)

Holla at me(Ain't no love in the heart of the city)

(Take 'em to church)

Uh, uh, uh, my nigga where's the love?

(Ain't no love, in the heart of town)

FuckThen Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up

Then I wake up to more bullshit

You knew me before records, you never disrespected me

Now that I'm successful you'll pull this shitNigga I'll step on your porch, step to your boss

Let's end the speculation, I'm talkin to alla y'all

Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait

Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight?Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place

Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?

Nigga respect the game, that should be it

What you eat don't make me shit, where's the love?

Where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of the city

Ain't no love, in the heart of town

Ain't no love, in the heart of the city

Ain't no love, in the heart of townAin't no love, in the heart of the city

Ain't no love, in the heart of town

Ain't no love

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