Chief Keef — No Love Remix

[Intro: J Tuda] I ain't got no love for no bitch I ain't got no heart for no hoe I ain't got no heart for no hoe [Verse 1: J Tuda] I ain't got no love for no bitch I ain't got no heart for no hoe You can get some of this glo But your ass can't get no dough Woah, woah, we can put it on the floor Knock, knock, I'll be at a nigga door Chop, chop, hitting through the peephole You a hoe lil nigga that's low 4-0 gon' be at a nigga throat No dough but he answer my hoes 'Cause you ain't Freddy Kruger with the score I don't lose lil nigga, I'm the goat Well spoke make a nigga wanna quote Grind hard make a nigga wanna croak Get in his face 'till his ass go broke 'Cause hoe ass nigga, you a joke Get some bread 'fore beef with the loaf Put the burner on your ass now your toast Six point niggas know I'm the folk Double up remixed with the coke Corleone, he'll get a nigga smoke Have your grandma praying to the pope It don't matter what float a nigga boat Get wet, turn your ass to a ghost [Verse 2: Chief Keef] I'm smoking on this Tooka pack, you smoking on that fooka pack Tell me where you do that at? Where the fuck do you be at? I'm sipping on a brain surgeon, got it from the doc shop Fuck with Chief So, you'll end up in a chop shop I got bread like I own Sara Lee, that be me And I come through and my car kicking like Jet Li Turn your brain to jelly, smoker, it's deadly You think you're smoking strong pack, boy, you smoking reggie I was committing crimes now I'm committing millions I was committed to love, but love will get you killed Get hit with this Pittsburgh steel Get hit with a license chill Get killed by the hands of a boss Get killed by the hands of the mills God damn it swag ODed, no seeds in my trees 100 in my AR, doo-doo, it's knocking down trees I'm posted up in Brightmo, with Cheeks and J-Mo Click-clack we'll leave your block, we giving out free halos You gonna need security, are you hearing me? Are you fearing me? Up this click-clack and tear his teeth I can sail my boat 'cause I'm the captain And we sending free shots at your scalp, lil nigga Actually free shots like I'ma waiter, nigga Tag his ass up, I'ma spray can and spray a nigga And Louie buying all the shit, I don't debate it, nigga And Gucci making me some brownies, I got cake, lil nigga What you smoking on? Blue dream? Nah I'm straight, lil nigga Make us put you in a trunk, nah cradle a nigga