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| C-Murder Life Or Death Show Me Luv [C-Murder] Yeah, check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs My No Limit soldiers out there buying my shit Ya know, this is for you, you hear me? Show me love When you see me on the TV, show me love On the video I got a tank around my chest representing my home I'm asking all the haters to leave me alone And uh, much love to the calliope I'm at the Soul Train awards representing my court I did a show up in Texas with facing the boys South park, fifth ward, nigga bringing the noise Front row, nigga tatooed with TRU on his arm That's props, that's why I put it in this song Went to Cleveland for a three day tour At the party at the tele couldn't take no more My autograph sessions at the main event Thanking all my friends for the money they spent At the radio they loving my beats Ninety-three while we be mean green streats And my success goes to the man above But uh, I'd like to thank my fans for showing me love Show me love All my niggas on the southside Show me love All my niggas on the northside Show me love All my niggas on the eastside Show me love All my niggas on the westside [Mac] When I was underground everybody down Everybody show me love, cause I share common ground With those niggas that was broke they laughed and joked Them niggas was broke too but I'm a rapper so they think I'm not supposed to But they still on my team cause I got fame And everywhere I go people be yappin my name Yeah I know Mac, we go back, me and that nigga tight As a matter of fact he slept at my house the other night It's cool I let alot of shit go cause I'm ambitious When I'm fed up, nigga, I'm vicious Hard to stay focused around these motherfucking locusts And not to mention all the cochroaches Crab ass niggas hate to see you lead a barrel Signed me a contract and got me a Camaro And now they acting like I did them wrong by progressing I'm guessing that they wanted me to stay up in sections with little pocket money To get a nigga who was going my way Y'all niggas dont know, I got so much shit I won't say I'm damn near breaking in tears as I'm speaking these words This same motherfucker from the third, show me love nigga Ya heard me, to all my niggas on the southside Show me love Ya heard me, all my niggas on the northside Show me love Show a nigga some love nigga On the eastside Show me love And all my niggas on the westside [Mr. Serv-On] It's four in the morning, mamma got tears in her face Love from my tombstone try to relocate But in my tank lord I got faith Five hundred dollars or so for my block Lord knows I couldn't stop That's a long way from bad credit cards and selling rocks For the love I've got and in return I'm putting it down Chi town, on my gd's, on six and thirty hos And my vl's on the westside I ride with jack time ballers Drink alazay (?) and hennessee with Jakeville shot callers I'm gettin love from niggas on Breakstreet And Watts, and Cappanella park and LA The thirties in the Bay, brown love for my esses That's a long damn way from the parkway So when I'm home, see a nigga drop a nigga from above (Cmon, cmon) Show me love To all my niggas on the westside To all my niggas on the eastside To all my niggas on the northside To all my niggas on the southside To all my bangers on the westside To all my bangers on the eastside To all my bangers on the northside |
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