Love Don’t Love

[Intro: Jayo Felony]
It's always been, a thin line, between love and hate
Hah, yeah, uh!
But I can never understand, how one homie could betray another
But if you decide to betray me, heh, you're D-E-A-D

[Verse 1: Jayo Felony]
Armed and dangerous is my description
'Cause I be pistol whippin' niggas since the 6th Grade, so why you bitchin'?
Snitchin' on me to get me off the block
Had love for ya, like a motherfuckin' brother, never got the Glock
And see your bitch been jibin' at me for years, but I never fucked
But now I got hеr in the corner, with her lеgs tucked
Scratchin' my back up her back, uh!
Then I dig a little deeper, and the pussy the bomb, I think I might keep her
I got the way you said you'd ride, yeah, you gave me your word
But when they threw the time in your face, you sang like a bird
Now they 'bout to do it young killer
I'm holdin' court in the streets, before I go, you gon' get yours, nigga
Thinkin' that fuckin' programme is gon' protect you
You little bitch (Fuckin' coward!)
I never will respect you
I thought we was made to roll together like hand and glove
But now, I hope you cancel Christmas, nigga, 'cause love don't love...

[Hook: Kokane harmonises with (Jayo Felony Ad-Libs)]
(What? That nigga snitchin'?)
(Damn...)
(The homies gone black and white on that nigga?)
(And I just got through puttin' it with that motherfucker)
(Fool got it comin' fo' sho')
(I know exactly how to give it!)

[Verse 2: Jayo Felony]
Now I'm on hella cool, but I'm itchin' to make this motherfucker buckle
Doin' so much dirt, I started growin' grass on my knuckles
The federales are huntin' me, alive, they'll never catch me
'Cause they know my mentality: No trial, no cop a plea
Blow the court in the S-T-R-double-E-Ts
Never got niggas tossin' up, DLGCs
Nigga please, playa haters with perpetrators
Investigators and instigators, none of you motherfuckers can fade us
I serve 'em all, so what the fuck makes you think
That you could snitch on me and my crew, you little bitch
(Fuckin' coward!)
I'm a motherfuckin' lunatic, I'm cold blooded
Don't fuck with me buddy! I leave your car blooded
These niggas comin' after me, they must be feudin' with life
'Cause you see me runnin' all up in 'em with my rusty knife
Revenge is sweet, so that's all that I'm thinkin' of
So I'ma hunt you motherfuckers down, and show you love don't love...

[Hook: Kokane harmonises with (Jayo Felony Ad-Libs)]
('Sup with this poor-ass nigga?)
(He thinks that all this protection bullshit gon' save him, it's pathetic, so!)
(Nigga, yo' days is numbered!)
(Lil' ho ass nigga)
(Snitch killer!)
(Do-Lo G's, that's right)

[Verse 3: Jayo Felony]
In a bulletproof suburban, swervin', catchin' cases like Michael Logan
Ain't no type of love involved, none of these niggas I'm servin'
Homie, they got me facin' life without
On some underground shit, federales ain't 'posed to know about
But I'm the judge (Uh-huh!)
The jury (Uh-huh)
My lawyer and the DA
And before I see anybody's jail, you gon' see Bay-Bay
(Who the fuck is Bay-Bay?)
My A-K, that holds 200 r-id-ounds
Put you stole enough to take cover and hit the fuckin'
Gr-id-ound
Get down nigga, feel my frustration!
No jail time, no parole, no fuckin' probation...
'Cause these niggas slipped and rolled on 'em, it's Do-Lo gang
You don't wanna be an innocent bystander when we bang...
You gotta keep the heater close, I'm like the Ghost-Face
Diss Head and I find you, I got family in high places
Look me in my eyes before I shove you
Off the bridge, with cement shoes, 'cause I don't love you...

[Hook: Kokane harmonises with (Jayo Felony Ad-Libs)]
(Got that ass!)
(Like I said I would! Yeah!)
(God case down to snitch!)
(And that ass'll never be forgiven)
(I'm your motherfuckin' judge!)
(Yo' jury, your lawyer and the DA!)
(And I sentence you to this motherfuckin' nine share)
(17 to end yo' life!)