Shaquille O'Neal, Nas, Jay-Z and Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz - No Love Lost
Believe it or not, I love all playa haters (bring it)
'Cause ain't no love lost here, baby
Say what you got to say
People know me on these streets, playa, I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
Ain't no love lost
Exuberant, change, cross, exilharated
Flamboyant, but bouncy on beat breaks, I'm animated
Now it's been stated, I'm lyrically enthusiastic
I'm dope like all east coast CDs wrapped in plastic
What's the meaning of life, y'all should know
In my lifetime I need a whole lotta dough, bro
No need to get zealous, you jealous, say you jealous
I spike on that ass like Monica Seles
I'll split a divine rhyme, exquisite like some elegant wine
Here's a toast, the world is mine
I promise I'ma keep it punk
I represent the real hip-hop, I ain't no freakin' country bumpkin
Hooparistic, freakaristic, poetic frenzy with conception
I got more flavor than a mystic
Fringe benfit-ic, urging y'all to get wit it
Style postulates, now pause while you gets splitted
I'm not just taco, I'm the whole enchilado
Enter any center blowin' up like Desperado
People know me on these streets, playa, I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
It ain't no love lost
People know me on these streets, playa, I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
Ain't no love lost
Yo, L.A., the Bronx to Bekailen
Together we provide a ton of better on the way and
We rhyme related
Very under-estimated, that's why I'm winnin'
In this world of sins, steady grinning, money boss spendin'
Distanced from dirty women, Lord, I'm quite influential
Spiritually and mental, what you into I'd a been through
Preachin' my words and don't know it, you owe it
It shows you wanna be me but won't show it
Ain't nothin' changed but the playas
The game remains the same
I had a ten year run, hey, I can't complain
Took the next step see, from Coke to Pepsi
From the B.X., we ridin' to South Beach on jet ski
Play to survive, you ain't live, you just livin'
You breathin' a good one, but where I'm from y'all forbidden
Come around, bad decision, you'd rather be in prison
Ain't no duckin' what I'm delivering, won't be forgiver-in'
Layin' there shiverin', half the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
I'll make sure everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
People know me on these streets and the towns I been through
Lookin' at me, stay focused, I'm givin' 'em straight focus
Surprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze how I floss
Of course, ain't no love lost
People know me on these streets, playa, I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
Ain't no love lost
Fo' sho', everything's for dough now, uh
The flow, y'all gotta pay a little mo' now
It's platinum, nowadays we put the gold down
We stepped it up, y'all don't ever wanna showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave the bezel out
Y'all don't like it, sue me, fuck, I'll settle out
Ghettoed out, in the vehicle bent
These days I mellowed out
See, success make a fella content
Uh-huh, you know, this rap star, papi chulo
Jay-Z Hugo, course playa, you lost playa
I know you rappers wanna see me fail
But quicker see a six-hundred SL V12
Live with it
Y'all got dough to get get it, I got mine
Your little bit of money couldn't stop mine
Your block time too high, too many hands in your pie
Seventy-thirty, the nigga you work for, work for me
Bottom line
People know me on these streets, playa, I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
Ain't no love lost
I spent nights on corners, see the crack, cop my first smack
No longer scared to pump what y'all pump
Now I burst back, it hurts that
Don't see cream can make my purse fat
Without the benefits of a doubt, I hit the hearse black
But curse that, try to see Nas was your worst match
Blowing like Tahiti, throw off NYPD, am I greedy?
Like I mean E.D. see me in the fly
Selena Gibby frames in a beanie
I flip my loot twice a week on the most trifflin' streets
You got no right to eat by the laws of life you keep
Ain't no love lost, none taken, none given
Stressing how I'm living it, thinking when my loot first came, look what I did with it
Bought my clique lasers and pagers
Rolling ten deep to Las Vegas, copped a live croc
Chopped it up, hit my block off with gators
Feeding peoples from the Bridge to Decatur
But now two years, five months and 30 days later
I still put out the street flavor
But watch that kid right there, a bulge in his Nike wear
I woke me up the ways I used to be in my heist years
Far below a small fry, loaded .45
Just thirsty for some person with shines to just walk by
So now that I can see the three-sixty
Now that it's me that's jiggy
The coolie heads, they wanna stick me, whoa
Rock the house, rock the house
Written by:
Samuel J Barnes, Shawn C Carter, Shawn Hamilton, Jean Claude Olivier, Shaquille O'Neal
Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Missing Link Music, Cloud9
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