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Artiste : Rick Ross & Meek Mill
Titre : They Don´t Really Love You
(M-M-M-M-M)
I see all of the fake love, and
I know this shit too good to be true (M-M-M-M-M)

They don´t really love you
Like they say they love you (Double M, hall of fame, nigga)
Them niggas hate to love you
They can´t wait to judge you, body you and dump you (I´ll die ´bout this shit)
They don´t really love you (They don´t really love you, so without a doubt, I´ll murder ´bout this shit)
Like they say they love you (They don´t, they don´t)
Them niggas hate to love you (Ooh, in the name of love, nigga)
They can´t wait to judge, them niggas fake as fuck (Huh)
They don´t really love you
Ooh

Don´t say a word, just observe (With Meek)
Look at they body language, they nervous (Let´s get it, nigga)
They don´t know what to do with you when you know purpose (All these other niggas stayin´ clear, nigga)
Ooh
Don´t say a word, just go higher (Shots fired)
Let the hate be the gas on your fire (Shots fired)
Let them niggas know, they don´t really love you (Huh)
They don´t really love you (Don´t be scared to die now)
They don´t really love you (´Cause it ain´t no love)
Ain´t no love (And we´ll really die ´bout this shit, remember that, M-M-M)

Quarter mill´ or what it feel, I just wanna build
Niggas watchin´ pockets, now you the one they wanna kill
Never lame, but go insane just to get a chain
Storm the block like kamikaze niggas in the plane
Is he a superstar? The bitches know his name
I got a hundred cars, but they all run the same
I keep my niggas close, watch what your people post
I let the haters sub, I turn ´em into ghosts
Rarely is it love (What?), never is it love (What?)
It´s too good to be true when you livin´ like a thug
Richest in the city, really ain´t no fuckin´ with me (Ain´t no fuckin´ with me)

Pointin´ at you pussy niggas, ain´t no pun intended (Woo)
I done seen the low, I done seen the high
I done seen it all, still bein´ penalized (Grrah)
Do it for my dawgs (Dawgs), see it in my eyes (Eyes)
Kill ´em for the cause, nigga, Ricky on the rise

They don´t really love you
Like they say they love you
Them niggas hate to love you
They can´t wait to judge you, body you and dump you
They don´t really love you (They don´t really love you)
Like they say they love you (They don´t, they don´t)

Them niggas hate to love you (Ooh)
They can´t wait to judge, them niggas fake as fuck
They don´t really love you
Ooh
Don´t say a word, just observe
Look at they body language, they nervous
They don´t know what to do with you when you know purpose
Ooh
Don´t say a word, just go higher
Let the hate be the gas on your fire
Let them niggas know, they don´t really love you
They don´t really love you
They don´t really love you (Ain´t no genuine love, none, M-M-M)

Come and sit at the table, boy, you better say a prayer
Gave my word to my niggas, so you gotta play it fair
Shots fired, niggas duckin´, so motherfuck the money
Lights flash, I give my last for anyone who love me (Huh)
Take a page of the Bible, pour your cup, it overflow
Once they made me an idol, slay ´em with some other flows
Once they gave me the title, time to buy another Rolls
Once I aim at my rival, boy, I took his mama soul
Ain´t no love in the game, you better get a gun and hold
Co-defendant snitchin´, indictment in the envelope

Free Slime, he doin´ time because they done him wrong
Wish him well, let´s flip and sell until he gettin´ mail
I kept it real with my niggas and never got a hug
Shed a tear for my niggas and always called it love
I gave my last to your sister while she was on the run
And I still write you a letter and do that every month (Huh)

They don´t really love you
Like they say they love you
Them niggas hate to love you
They can´t wait to judge you, body you and dump you

They don´t really love you (They don´t really love you)
Like they say they love you (They don´t, they don´t)
Them niggas hate to love you (Ooh)
They can´t wait to judge, them niggas fake as fuck
They don´t really love you
Ooh
Don´t say a word, just observe
Look at they body language, they nervous
They don´t know what to do with you when you know purpose
Ooh
Don´t say a word, just go higher
Let the hate be the gas on your fire
Let them niggas know, they don´t really love you
They don´t really love you

They don´t really love you

But I won´t stop now (M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)

We good?