First Verse (C-Loc):
Open your mouth wide traitor put this pistol inside
You my dogg thought I'd die for you, boss hogg was ready to ride for you
But you f**ed me, you lucky, you deserve to die
But I got love for you and your folks so I'ma let'cha slide
A real n***a, always been down with you, you b**h you
Just remember from now on, clown I don't f** with you
Spot your a** like a spotlight, you'z a phony
Even though this sh** don't sound like clowns, you ain't my homie
Now you standin' on the hook, bout to get your a** shook
Crazy muthaf**in' walkin' around playin' with thugs
f** that judge, and that D.A.,
I been down since the first day
b**h you snitched when I treated you like blood
I guess that's love?
Chorus (Maxminelli):
What's love?
I don't know n***a you tell me
What's love?
Is it somethin' I'm supposed to see?
What's love?
When they actin' like your enemy
L to the O to the V to the E
What's love?
I don't know n***a you tell me
What's love?
Is it somethin' I'm supposed to see?
What's love?
When they actin' like your enemy
L to the O to the V to the E
Second Verse (C-Loc):
f**, love'll get'cha k**ed or make a n***a k** somethin'
Cuz of love blood gets spilled, no future in your frontin'
It's funny, how muthaf**as love ya in the beginning
Til' you f**'em, then they love ya just enough to k** you
Word is bond
All around the World, same song
Got to get it on cuz a n***a played the game wrong
Keep your word n***a, and I'm down wit'cha to the end
You ain't heard n***a? When the goons come to get'cha, I'm your friend
n***a thin, yakkin', gin, hard times, on the grind, ignorin'
Any sh** I hear about'cha in the wind, no lyin'
Ever day love is goin' crazy
n***as k**in' they ladies
Ladies k**in' they n***as
Usin' triggas
And Joe Blow cuz he f**in' your hoe
Never know what an in-love muthaf**a is thinkin'
No joke, don't talk about when it involves some Franklins
These crazy muthaf**as'll leave your a** stinkin'
Chorus
Third Verse (C-Loc):
You gotta watch love, it'll get'cha f**ed in the game
Nowadays n***as love they paper more than they thang
Come on mane, sh** I done picked Peter for some paper
That loves a muthaf**a it'll make a n***a rape ya
You f**in' with the b**h but for a minute
She already actin' like she all up in it
Watch the broad fall up in it
All on you, if you choose to play the game
But that love thang'll make your brains hang, see that?
Beware, or be square in the pine box
Whole life, in the air because a sack of rocks off top
Give the game to a n***a give a f** if you use it
All the n***as who feel me, got 'em hollerin' "Don't stop abuse it"
Chorus