No Pain No Gain (Feat. Lunasicc & Laroo)

Song No Pain No Gain (Feat. Lunasicc & Laroo)
Artist C-BO
Album Til My Casket Drops

Lyrics

[ar:C-BO]
[ti:No Pain No Gain]
[00:21.61] Now it's on, flip me at '7-8 Coupe
[00:24.25] Reds, hydraulics, duece, representin the do
[00:26.69] And you can trip if ya wanna, but, boy, you be's a goner
[00:29.54] Leavin bloody footprints from Sacramento to Palmona
[00:32.13] I'm a dog when it come to this gangsta shit
[00:34.52] A young hog from the block and never shrank to fit
[00:37.17] Roll with the Hoovers and the E-C's, avalon watchin L-B's
[00:40.11] Compton, Track New Park, the S-P-C's
[00:43.21] Bakersfield, Fresno, Seven Trees
[00:45.91] Duece nine outlies N-S-G's
[00:48.03] My Bgz got to trippin when the homey got soaked
[00:50.41] When they heard about the shootout that I so called for Bo-Loc
[00:54.25] As I ride, ride til I die
[00:58.67] Best to hide, nigga, when I hit your block
[01:00.96] I bring death on the suckers when my Glock is cocked
[01:03.60] I got hops in my Coupe, a pocket full of loot
[01:06.44] And it don't matter who start to funk when you're ridin with the do
[01:09.13] We just handle that shit like the locs that we is
[01:12.08] Hit them niggas quick, fuck the bitches and the kids
[01:14.52] Split wigs, watch graves get digged
[01:17.12] Representin to the fullest, Guard Block Crib
[01:19.86] Niggas wanna trip, well eat hollow tips
[01:22.77] Never could you hang with my gang, no pain, no gain
[01:25.05] Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder
[01:27.69] Madmen, deadliest lyrical server
[01:30.24] There is no higher, they gets no curver
[01:32.83] Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further
[01:35.80] Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder
[01:38.13] Madmen, deadliest lyrical server
[01:40.72] There is no higher, they gets no curver
[01:43.31] Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further
[01:46.36] Who got that gangsta, gangsta shit?
[01:49.25] It be the niggas who got the biggest nuts and the gat that packs the
[01:51.08] Fullest clip
[01:51.54] Gotta have more chips than a grab bag full of Doritos
[01:53.87] Keep your bitch broken, make sure your pockets stay full of C-notes
[01:56.82] Hardcore gangsta, fillin out a 20 year old nut
[01:59.21] Gotta keep composure, puffin doja and it got me stuck
[02:02.11] I'm down your strip, hopin I can pull a lick
[02:04.70] Got an extra clip in case I have to zip a nigga's lip
[02:07.18] Oh yes, my Dayna's look quite lovely
[02:09.78] Pull up on your bitch's pit while you and your crew try to mug me
[02:13.30] Huffin and puffin like, daddy
[02:15.02] Gotcha ridin out eight-deep in your '96 Caddy
[02:17.77] You tried to fuck but could do nothin but make my dick hard
[02:20.61] You tried to dump so I had to creep and pull your whole card
[02:23.30] Ya best respect or get checked by the Smith & Wess
[02:25.79] Fuck a vest, hollows hit harder than a math test
[02:28.44] Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder
[02:31.52] Madmen, deadliest lyrical server
[02:33.50] There is no higher, they gets no curver
[02:36.14] Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further
[02:38.73] Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder
[02:41.42] Madmen, deadliest lyrical server
[02:43.96] There is no higher, they gets no curver
[02:47.02] Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further
[02:49.09] I never stop bringin pain, it's difficult for haters
[02:51.89] Never spit game, the same speakers are our greatest
[02:54.78] Make ya take your last breath, fuck it, where my payment?
[02:57.38] I'm blazin up doja, this soldier regulate your statement
[03:00.02] Some niggas is bangin, some niggas' just about the cash
[03:02.56] Some flatline snitches miss me, look up on ass
[03:05.15] I avoid the drama, tricks never to be toy with
[03:07.69] Get as high as you want, irrelevant who you fuck with
[03:10.68] Eight off, ran from the lead, cock the buck shit
[03:13.59] You're whole mouthpiece spillin discharge, to verify we hit hard
[03:16.33] Women do these timbos
[03:17.65] Mind style missions, puttin the mashdown on nymphos
[03:20.85] My son, labelled the Funky Nigga, plugs wit everybody
[03:23.59] That's sittin on dividends, we filin down fully pants
[03:26.52] Rapidly goin down, ain't comin back around
[03:28.12] Release rounds, just terrorize your town
[03:30.76] Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder
[03:34.27] Madmen, deadliest lyrical server
[03:36.86] There is no higher, they gets no curver
[03:39.76] Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further
[03:41.71] Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder
[03:44.86] Madmen, deadliest lyrical server
[03:47.25] There is no higher, they gets no curver
[03:49.79] Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further