Ain't 'bout 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40 I'm talkin' 'bout 50/50 love, love,
Ain't 'bout 70/30, I ain't talkin' 'bout I'm 'bout 50/50 love, 50/50 love
(B.G Out) no love in the hood, it's only hate, the homies is in the skism Seems it's got worse since I stepped prison Mobbed through the set, see how is livin' Standin' on the corner, a given Same old shit, hoops and the same old hoodcats, Fee's cluckin' bust 'em same old hoodrats, Tryinna get me back I'm good black, My life has transformed ten when I took that I look back to a time when the was really different Niggas wasn't snitchin' cuz we was really g homie'd speak we'd listen Ev'rybody's clicked-up and distant Heard 'em put a jacket on a homie and let gun down They got the nerve to ask me why I come around I's fucked up, cuz real is "refting?" 'Til death homie u gotta guess what I'm reppin'
(Chorus) Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 'bout I'm talkin' 'bout 50/50 love, 50/50
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 real dat's livin' real nigga listenin', streets to the prison Get out ya homies, cuz the game's ain't a ray They'd had been in correct, run around with no respect They just killin', I'm just tryinna tell you what I'm We'll never overcome if the blood spillin' We don't keep losin' if we don't keep We keep provin', we ain't ready for improvement Stucks tagnet, the holder's like a magnet Each and ev'ry year is more tragic I's germs in da hood, they in fo' trait us But we stick to the code, know it's great a later Ain't no time 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) talkin' 'bout 70/30, I talkin' 'bout 60/40 I'm talkin' 'bout love, 50/50 love
Ain't 'bout 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40 I'm talkin' 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 cats See, when I was so and we was all one hundred trippin' on a homie see all of us comin' Westside boys makin' all the noise but inastrife now it's all destroyed Found daisies fallin' down, an' weakening still Sometimes I sick contemplate and we can rebuild At times I sick thinkin' it's gonna get worse Hate to see my hood suffer, cuz homie, it to see my homies beef and niggas dead in the dirt Another strap gettin' pulled, another get merced Cuz sit and fight and knife for to merc that bitch, But rather kill each other, I ain't with that shit Should I sit and around for some nigga to twist me? But yet I'm the homeboy, cuz you can me just a game, and you playin' it still You can hate all what I'm sayin', but I'm it still
(Chorus) Ain't talkin' 70/30, I ain't talkin' 60/40 I'm talkin' 'bout 50/50 love, 50/50