No Heart No Love (Explicit Version) - Juicy J/Project Pat

Young Chop on the beat

(Mafia mafia mafia mafia )

Once again you do wrong wrong will follow (always always)

That's real sh*t real spit ni**a you know the business (what's that ni**a )

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

What ya sayin ni**a What ya sayin ni**a

What ya sayin ni**a Naw what ya sayin ni**a

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

Yea I tell you one time don't play with my bread (nope) ni**a you do they gon' find yo a** dead (yup)

Body in trunk hands tied to yo legs (yup) tape on yo mouth a hole in yo head (BLUU )

Fronted some d**e now the ni**a in debt (ho ) how you gon' pay that Ni**a don't sweat (mm-hmm)

Goons on deck - you know what's next (what) send 'em to yo house now it's time to collect (get it)

Now you in a box ni**a - cause and effect (B**CH )

Hollow points and buckshots all in yo neck (B**CH )

Told ya 'bout playin' with a ni**a like that (DON'T PLAY )

Now yo fam gon' visit you payin' they respects (you gone)

Tell ya one time don't play with my money sold all my d**e now you run around stuntin' (mmh)

All in the mall spendin' money on ya woman (TRICK ) ni**a must think he don't owe me nothin' (TRICK )

Ni**a must think I forgot about mine he pressed 'ignore' when I called his line (hell naw)

I'mma play it cool like everythin' fine catch him comin' home lay him down with the 9

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

What ya sayin ni**a What ya sayin ni**a

What ya sayin ni**a Naw what ya sayin ni**a

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

Yo bang bang shoot 'em up Memphis niggas don't give a f**k (never)

Run up on ya in broad day pull them guns out shoot ya up

Loose ya life over light green (uh huh) kill a ni**a over soft white (uh huh)

You ain't from here don't come here (nope) and if you do better walk light (light )

Out here is a +Nightmare+ (mare) homicides not Freddy Krueger (krueger)

Niggas ain't got sh*t to lose (lose) shoot it out like a Western movie

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love (no love )

These niggas ain't wearin' no mask and these niggas ain't wearin' no glove (no glove )

These niggas don't fight no mo' f**k takin' the high road

Lil' homie 'bout 16 bust a gun with his eyes closed

F**k with all that gangsta talk know you ain't bout that life

Pull that heater on yo a** bet you come up off that ice (ho )

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

What ya sayin ni**a What ya sayin ni**a

What ya sayin ni**a Naw what ya sayin ni**a

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

The trigger ain't got no heart the ni**a behind it ain't got no love

North Memphis North Memphis North Memphis North Memphis

North Memphis North Memphis North Memphis North Memphis

Fifty shots clear this b**ch out like a tornado

Two choppas who identical - call 'em Kane and Abel

Very fatal dippin' in stash like a soup ladle

Rolled up on him shot him in his head - busted tomato

You niggas get high on this sh*t like the ho ya nuts (okay okay okay)

Shotgun blast to ya stomach b**ch hold ya guts (for real)

You say you gang affiliated extra clips tough (chhk-chhk)

And when the bullets get to poppin' they don't give no f**ks (f**ks)

Money rules everything and we got the cash

Pay yo homies one bag to blow up yo a** (pow pow)

Kidnap ya from ya residence no mask no lie

F B I found ya body in Project dumpster BFI (ooooh ooooh)