Look In Your Eyes (with Cam'ron) Lyrics - Tough Luv - Young Gunz

"It's just the look in ya eyes" [5X] 

[Young Chris] 

And let you know I got potential 

Don't know me from the can of paint, know what I meant to 

Know when you see Gunna, you see hunger 

I've been signed for the last three summers, and still broke, bitch 

But I stay with two chicks, I can nail 

Either fifth, stay with two clips like Pharrell 

Capture money, though, ever since a kid, I can sell 

When the house was Run's house, I was a kid rockin' shells 

To let you know I'm on what I say I am 

Ask them niggaz dog, I don't play with them 

Tax them niggaz dog, they be payin' me or I be layin' them 

Cause in the game, dog, fuck a flagrant foul 

And motherfucker say that I run wild 

I give a fuck, in this whatever, I ain't blaze in a while 

So bring it on niggaz, on niggaz, tell me what it's gonna be 

They said it was something, they ain't know what I was gonna be 

"It's just the look in ya eyes" [4X] 

[Cam'Ron] 

He act like a ho, I'm airin' him, give hoes cicerrians 

Uh-oh, they daring him, lo-lows, I'm starin' him 

Po-po's, in fear of him, those o's preparin' 'em 

My jewelry look like a straight up frozen aquarium 

Frozen aquarius, Outkast Aquemini 

Leave with a gemini, Kelina's the only friend of mine 

Well I'm lyin' the steamer's a good friend of mine 

He knew in every arena, nina's are genuine 

Bitches like Ginuwine, I had intent to grind 

Feds whose watching, switch it up from ten to nine 

Switch, I ain't pickin' locks, I got a bigger poc 

Ock, number hoes sold right inside the chicken spot 

Stolen cables, still got the chip in box 

Still got the clip in glocks, feel like we chicken pox 

When I pop up on you, leave your chicken rocked 

Five extra clips, you really picked your box 

"It's just the look in ya eyes" [5X] 

[Young Neef] 

To let you know I'm cuttin' off friends in order 

To fuck mine, you gotta suck me off first 

And I'm suppose to kill 'em, when y'all got y'all dirt dirt 

Somebody better get 'em, 'fore somebody come and kill 'em 

For that skrilla fool, til somebody die and come and feel them jewels 

Up with hollows, send them to the spittle tubes 

Up they nostrils, put 'em up in critical 

That's if we ain't finish you, better not remember who 

Did this to, witness in two 

Gotta go, shotty blow, business is due 

Got a plan on, gettin this money, moving my crew 

All real niggaz is snakes, I see through 

All throughbreds to fake, I read through 

They lines, between they eyes and they belt 

It's the spray that they fell 

Them niggaz foul, what you think this is? 

Big conciousness on your nonsense, since nine nine 

"It's just the look in ya eyes" [5X]