J.Megatron - No Love (feat. RayRay)

Got my dude do Blacksmith
Got my dude RaeRae, let's go

Bow down, hater
It's Megatron and Beast Mode
Let off off a clip and reload
I stand solid, in the game
But my team go-all the way to the heavens
Transform in to a mac-11
Aimed at your brethren
On the block cross section with the hand logo
Y'all know what Jav repping
Trying to have my bread leaven
Team able, theme fatal
Put the cream on your bagel
We split wigs and twist draddles

In a mile high, we ride or die
Them bullets fly, no question
Even the police show no peace
Who's really certain protecting
With no love in the dem streets
That box state just so cutthroat
Got for warn you, all four corners
They quick to let that gun smoke
They quick to let that gun smoke

All you swag, fat fuck boy bitches
Y'all ain't ready for some real G shit
Crushing, crushing careers
I'm switching gears up in the fast lane
Going hard for my city
No pity for the lames
They can't do it how we do it
Boy, that swag is mean
You ain't no gangster with your snapback and them skinny jeans
You just a pussy
A phony, fake, a fuckin fraud
Go tell the man in the mirror
stop acting like a broad
Cause I go hard in the paint
With foul trouble
I'm always grinding, getting money
Call me triple double
Hustle hard on the corner
Getting major bread
Fuck these haters
Stack your paper, that's what my mama said
Watch your step
In the presence of a real boss
Double A, we don't play
So chalk it as a loss
We ride or die
Them bullets fly, no question
Even the police show no peace
Who's really serving protection
Ain't no love in the dem streets
That box state just so cutthroat
Got a for warn you on four corners
They quit to let that gun smoke
They quit to let that gun smoke

Double A, no coast
Associated acts in the motherfucking building
2016 to Affinity, motherfucker
RaeRae in this motherfucker
Putting down all you Bootsy bitch ass punks....

Written by:
Javier Toussaint, Ray Gurule

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