What’s Love lyrics

[Intro: RLSG KD]
RLSG
Gang
b*tch

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
For the love of the game, n*ggas do dirty things
I was infatuated with guns at an early age
First gun I ever owned was a .38
n*ggas 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*gga 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 b*tch, 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*ggas, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them b*tches, you get whacked for it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Ain't no love for them n*ggas, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them b*tches, you get whacked for it
[Verse 2: RLSG KD]
Finna break up with my b*tch, 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*gga 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*ggas, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them b*tches, you get whacked for it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Ain't no love for them n*ggas, put your tax on it
(What's love got to do, got to do with it?)
Show no love to them b*tches, you get whacked for it