Love is Love lyrics

by

Mobb Deep


[Cormega]
Yo, f*ck the next n*gga rep son, you bust yo gun
Respect real n*ggas, and trust no one
Whoever think it can't happen, what, clap him
To hurt your enemy mentally, smack 'em
Never let your friends know, how deep your ends go
Cuz jealousy's a motherf*cker, you never know
And never let n*ggas know, where you rest at
Cuz n*ggas might take your dough and push ya head back
Everybody want riches, but if the game ain't for you
Why f*ck with it, yo, for real
You might get killed, or touch prison
Keep your enemies close and never trust snitches
When it's on, you come through creepin'
f*ck attention, did I mention?
Drugs where you sleepin', just ain't decent
Son, I say this for one reason
I want all my real n*ggas, to keep eatin'
Love is love

[Hook: Tiffany]
Love, is love
Doesn't matter what you got, never had enough
Love, is love
Don't matter what you do, our love will see you through
[Cormega]
And to my n*ggas who be gettin' ki's
Don't trust connects that you never seen
Even if he got bricks for seventeen
You f*ck around, and have a case of State Supreme
n*gga, you done, and if you can't a beat case-
Run, cuz upstate, your friends won't remember you, son
When you out of sight, you out of mind
So take my advice, I did a lot of time
You feel me? And if a girl did a bid with you
Remember, she proved that she did miss you
f*ck pretenders, everybody gotta go
So tell God that I'm comin' with a lot of dough
f*ck the bullsh*t, I'mma blow
So let my drama know I'mma go out
Like Montana, yo, you hear me?
Yo, I speak severly, streets prepared me
And you ain't gotta like me, motherf*cker, you fear me
I say this for one reason
Cuz if you ever f*ck me, my guns squeezin'
Love is love

[Hook]

[Cormega]
You never worry about a next n*gga, get yours son
Jealously'll bury n*ggas, f*ck the broke n*ggas
f*ck with the heavy hitters, cuz being broke
Make a n*gga feel very bitter
And if ya man ever steal from you, never trust him
When n*ggas keep it real with you, you never f*ck 'em
If you got plans to get rich, don't discuss 'em
Cuz who the f*ck wanna see you blow, you know?
Money come and goes, like friends, had a bunch of those
How many with me, 'til the end, I don't know
Only trust a few, sh*t, I even got plans to buck a few
Keep it real with me, what up with you?
Son, I say this for one reason
So you can understand, I'm the motherf*ckin' man, I'm done speakin'
[Hook]
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