[Intro: RLSG KD]
RLSG
Gang
Bitch

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
For the love of the game, n***as do dirty things
I was infatuated with guns at an early age
First gun I ever owned was a .38
N***as out here sayin', "Free me," only did thirty days
One of my day ones switched up on me and it hurt to say
Now I ride around poppin' Percs with two dirty K's
I'm tryna do a n***a bad in the worstest way
Your daddy got knocked out by a fiend 'cause he served him shake
You can only go OT if you servin' weight
Pull up in an SRT, all you smell is burnin' brakes
E actin' stingy with the lean, he only servin' eights
We finna drink the whole thing, I ain't gotta work today
I just dropped a brand new song and raised the murder rate
Unc' say he ain't whippin' up no brick, he only serve 'em baked
I just picked a glass pint of red up from Dirty Dave
I'm finna run off with this bitch, boy, it's a dirty game

[Chorus: RLSG KD]
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Ain't no love for them n***as, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them bitches, you get whacked for it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Ain't no love for them n***as, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them bitches, you get whacked for it
[Verse 2: RLSG KD]
Finna break up with my bitch, she gon' break down
I ain't tryna worry 'bout a ho when I'm out of town
In the spot with no service, I'm out of bounds
Let a n***a run off, I'ma chase him down
.308 with the legs, gotta lay it down
Tell Donald Trump I'll probably knock his sniper down
Long as I keep straight drop, my fiends come around
My junkie pulled up with some 'bows that ain't even loud
Said he stopped shoppin' with his dealer, he don't show no love
I had to check him for a wire, he might be the fuzz
Tryna tell me about his life and how hard it was
I told him where I come from, you'd kill your blood
Conversations with a crackhead will blow your buzz
I asked him why he smokin' crack if he growin' crud?
Told him this the life that chose me, I had to be a thug
Told him he was cool, but I ain't fallin' off for showin' love

[Chorus: RLSG KD]
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Ain't no love for them n***as, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them bitches, you get whacked for it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Ain't no love for them n***as, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them bitches, you get whacked for it