Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40 I'm talkin' 50/50 love, 50/50 love,
Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 'bout I'm talkin' 'bout love, 50/50 love
(B.G Out) Ain't no love in the hood, it's only hate, the is in the skism Seems it's got worse I stepped outta prison Mobbed through the set, see how niggas is on the corner, that's a given Same old shit, same hoops and the old hoodcats, Fee's still bust 'em same old hoodrats, Tryinna get me back what I'm black, My life has transformed ten when I took that I look back to a time when the was really different wasn't snitchin' cuz we was really crippin' When g homie'd speak listen clicked-up and ev'rybodys distant Heard 'em put a jacket on a and let niggas gun down They got the nerve to ask me why I don't come I's fucked up, cuz real is "refting?" 'Til death homie u ain't gotta guess what I'm
(Chorus) Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't 'bout 60/40 I'm talkin' 'bout 50/50 love, love
Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40(yeah) I'm talkin' 50/50 love, 50/50 love(compton)
(Dresta) Respect is given to ev'ry nigga dat's livin' Ev'ry real nigga listenin', to the prison Get out ya lil' homies, cuz the game's a ray They'd had been in correct, run around with no respect They just killin', I'm just tryinna you what I'm feelin' We'll never overcome if the blood spillin' We don't keep if we don't keep movin' We goin' provin', we ain't ready for improvement Stucks tagnet, the ghetto holder's like a Each and ev'ry year circumstances is more I's germs in da hood, they daily in fo' us But we stick to the code, it's gonna great a later Ain't no like the present, real soldiers in the mix, Guerillas is in the mist, they realize to Speak in mine, can't walk through in solace, stop the violence, Give yo lil' homies who got it
(Chorus) Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 'bout I'm talkin' 'bout 50/50 love, love
talkin' 'bout 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40 I'm 'bout 50/50 love, 50/50 love
(B.G Out) I love this set, but it's the same, cuz they love me back, And no matter how they act, cuz I love these See, when I was so and we was all one hundred Niggas trippin' on a homie see all of us Westside boys makin' all the noise but inastrife now it's all destroyed Found daisies down, an' it's weakening still Sometimes I sick and thinkin' we can rebuild At times I sick comtemplate it's gonna get worse Hate to see my hood suffer, cuz homie, it Hate to see my homies and niggas dead in the dirt strap gettin' pulled, another homie get merced Cuz sit and fight and knife for to merc that bitch, But you'd rather kill each other, I with that shit Should I sit and wait around for some to twist me? But yet I'm the homeboy, cuz you can me It's just a game, and you it still You can hate all what I'm sayin', but I'm sayin' it
(Chorus) Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40 I'm talkin' 'bout 50/50 love, 50/50