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No Love

MoneyChoc - SHAKE IT (ENERGY CLUB GZZMIX)

MoneyChoc - No Love

If there's anything I know it's you ain't built like this.

LYRICS:
Verse 1
DJ Relentt called me bout a 12 Milly deal
Said we make the move now we BOTH make a mill 
I don't like your girl but your GIRL like me
I'll dip my sack in her mouth like I'm makin' iced tea

Moved my cousin out to Cali he was locked up for forever 
Gave him opportunity to make his life better 
I said "This your shot dog. Don't fuck it up! 
I'm runnin' businesses and I'll FIRE you like Trump"

I'm from Chicago what the fuck you know about it? 
Sun don't even shine cuz the life too cloudy 
You ain't really 10 hard YOU just got you a gun
Lose that Brian McKnight start it back at 1

You barely know yourself, how the FUCK you know me? 
Read 2 books a week, prolly smarter than ya teach 
You chasin' all this clout and you still clout free 
You don't need clout... you need a J-O-B

Chorus
If there's anything I know it's you ain't built like this 
Hit you so hard make your brain say "QUIT" 
I ain't no fraud, no gangsta or a goon 
I just won't accept disrespect or a lose

Now follow me to greatness, I'll show where to take it 
Show you how to use courage, show you why they hate it
Hungry for more like a Lloyd Banks playlist 
Still Im like the only person not up in the matrix

Verse 2
I ain't really change I just got a lot better 
Got a hardened up soul from Chicago weather 
Only do the talkin' they don't know no better 
Cuz the glock'll fold ya nice like an Ambercrombie sweater

I ain't even rappin' I'm just talkin' bout my life 
And it's easy keep it real when I know it's what you like 
I may not have my gun but you know I got a knife 
In a penthouse now still lock my door at night

You livin' with your mom and you can't fuck bitches 
Only 4's and 5's even gonna fuck with ya 
Your bitches.... hide fat just to trick ya 
My bitches..... look better than their picture

Walk up on me nice if you wanna take a pic 
You run up on me wrong you don't wanna take the risk 
Pull that hammer back I ain't givin' you shit 
Cuz you know what they go do to you in jail lil bitch

Chorus
If there's anything I know it's you ain't built like this 
Hit you so hard make your brain say "QUIT" 
I ain't no fraud, no gangsta or a goon 
I just won't accept disrespect or a lose

Now follow me to greatness, I'll show where to take it 
Show you how to use courage, show you why they hate it
Hungry for more like a Lloyd Banks playlist 
Still I'm like the only person not up in the matrix

Built Like This

Mixed, Mastered and Written By: Rob Level 
Produced By: Mike Jaxx

WAIT! WE TRAPPED! Lyrics


			HOOK
I Said 
WAIT!
WE TRAPPED!
This was bound to happen!
Got loot!
No cap!
You know we bout the action! 

WAIT!
WE TRAPPED!
This was bound to happen!
Got loot!
No cap!
You know we bout the action! 

			VERSE 1 
See it might not make no sense but it make lotta sense to me 
ima finish what I started plus im chargin up a fee 
Teachers used to call me stupid now my pockets would agree 
In my penthouse I be laughing Der der der der hee hee hee 

You make 30 grand a year and I make 30 grand a week 
Got a finger in the air for you I ain't drinking tea
You talkin just to talk it all the shit I talk is deep
Why you even f****' talkin I don't wanna hear you speak?

Say you smoother make me.... laugh laugh laugh 
I made L-L-Cs and then I stack stack stacked 
Yea
yall trappin thats a trap trap trap 
I get caught one more time Im goin back back back B****!

			HOOK 2

			VERSE 2 
I'm prolly just a problem but I can't really help
if ya, got some pain then i done seen it and felt 
I been under pressure I fiended heated and melted 
typa pressure break a neck it goin straight through a helmet 

Look you say you got credentials b**** you know ima check
I can call a couple people and then see bout your set 
you throwin gang signs no one cares that you flex 
B**** Go throw that in Chicago they go shoot you to death 

Look I made it to the top with no ladder to climb it... 
Chicago weather made me change up my climate... 
I hit LA and then I started to grind it 
Got my third eye open I'm not easily blinded

I done had her, you can have her I done had it 
I just blocked her on the gram she started textin in a panic 
I ain't worried other girly just landed 
Can't afford a ticket home then the b**** she stranded 

			HOOK 3

WAIT! WE TRAPPED!

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MoneyChoc - No Love

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