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Текст (слова) песни: Pooh-Man - Ain`t No Love

 
Now $hort! I know you didn`t think that shit was over, 
you little ugly ass nigga! 
 
Too $hort... 
Nothin` can save ya 
Ain’t no love, $hort (4x) 
 
Now mickity mic down 
Guns out, mothafuckas 
Lowin` the holes 
It`s the kid from the gutter 
Punks get on tapes 
And they sound so real 
But real niggas don`t get in court and squeal 
Yeah, regard all that punk ass Racia shit 
Got on the stand and ran your mouth 
Like a bitch, little snitch 
Pooh-Man did it! Pooh-Man did it! 
He made me with it! 
Court is in session, $hort 
And you`ve been indicted 
Hoe trusta Oakland busta 
And you gets no love from the gutter 
See we remember when you had to have 
A baserock cawy and a nice hot bath 
Smokin` and chokin`, Sir Too $hort 
Just thinkin` about the day before 
See you never shouldn`t fuck 
With the real killa 
I goes deep on you dopefiend nigga 
Got on the mic and called me a punk 
And funk is what you want 
 
So there it is, junk 
Dirty, tired, fucked around 
And get my foot off in his ass 
Let`s hood ride, mob, fuck talkin` bad 
No punk let’s me check myself, partner 
I ain`t gonna bust ya 
I rather ride up and drop ya 
But the rappin` is weak shit 
And I`m down with this street shit 
And you aint shit but a weak bitch 
The ugliest nigga in rap 
Try to cap on the nigga 
From the mothafuckin` hood 
So when I see you it`s all good 
 
Too $hort... 
Nothin` can save ya 
Aint no love, $hort (4x) 
 
Ant Banks: read this... 
 
I boarded to your ass last year 
But you didn`t hear me dough 
It`s 94 and Banks need a little more 
Lips lookin` hell of luscious 
Digidy down goes my zipper 
Nigga, you can suck this 
And you must like slurpin` dicks 
Because you ridin` on $hort`s tip 
Like a jockin` little bitch 
Ridin` around in your too-$hort-hand-me-down 
I left the Dangerous Crew 
And that`s why you`re clownin` now 
The bigidy Banksta ain’t no gigidy gigidy gangsta 
When the truth comes out you aint shit but a pranksta 
Try to hang in my hood lookin` out of place 
With that blank ass look on your face: 
(What should I do? What should I do?) 
Now get in where you fit in, chunk 
Can’t hang on the block 
Cause you aint shit but a punk 
So I ain’t givin` no rule 
To assume you want some mothafuckin` funk 
Then bring it to the crew 
So bring it on if your ass wanna trip 
And to this hollow-tip, bitch 
Blast that ass, yes I would 
Cause on the streets, nigga, it`s all good 
 
Too $hort... 
Nothin` can save ya 
Ain’t no love, $hort 
 
Beep, beep, beep 
Oh, there goes my pager 
And it`s your bitch, yo, I think I best to fade her 
Took her to the motel parking lot 
Little light skinned bitch got just a little too hot 
it`s goin` down, pannies comin` off 
Another tramp bitch got automatically toasted 
I think you found out and got jealous 
Cause I was diggin` your bitch 
And runnin` back tellin` all the fellas 
But you took her home 
And wanted to marry the bitch 
I would dig her in this, mister 
And bury the bitch 
Stop spendin` all your cash and fix your teeth 
$hort Dog must like bein` ugly 
Came at a nigga wrong 
Little cavity creep walkin` around with Nikes on 
Bitch ass nigga ain’t got no heart 
Be ready to finish anythin` your punk ass started 
Cause I did funk with the best 
So when you ridin` in your lexus 
Nigga, put on the vest 
And stay the fuck out my hood 
Cause death is a factor and it`s all good 
 
Too $hort... 
Nothin` can save ya 
Ain’t no love, $hort (4x)
 


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