文本歌词

Pub Dog - 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 f**ks spittin' at me
Young rappers gettin' at me
My ni**a Big predicted the sh*t exactly
'Mo' Money Mo' Problems' gotta move carefully
'Cause faggots hate
When you gettin' money like athletes
Yung'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 hugs
Damn 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 garage
I don't want much
F**k I drove every car
Some nice cooked food
Some nice clean drawers
Bird-a** 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)
Yeah
And then the Fugees gon' break up
Now everyday I wake up
Somebody got somethin' to say
What's all the f**kin' fussin' for
Because I'm grubbin' more
And I pack heat like I'm the oven door
Niggaz 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 bar
Look 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 sh*t and I did handle my biz
I 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)
Ain't no love in the heart of town
F**k
Then 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 sh*t
Ni**a 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
Ni**a respect the game that should be it
What you eat don't make me sh*t 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 town
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
Ain't no love in the heart of town
Ain't no love