[C-Murder]   Yeah, check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs   My No Limit soldiers out there buying my shit   Ya know, this is for you, you hear me?      Show me love   When you see me on the TV, show me love   On the video      I got a tank around my chest representing my home   I'm asking all the haters to leave me alone   And uh, much love to the calliope   I'm at the Soul Train awards representing my court   I did a show up in Texas with facing the boys   South park, fifth ward, nigga bringing the noise   Front row, nigga tatooed with TRU on his arm   That's props, that's why I put it in this song   Went to Cleveland for a three day tour   At the party at the tele couldn't take no more   My autograph sessions at the main event   Thanking all my friends for the money they spent   At the radio they loving my beats   Ninety-three while we be Mean Green, Greg Streats   And my success goes to the man above   But uh, I'd like to thank my fans for showing me love      Show me love   All my niggas on the southside   Show me love   All my niggas on the northside   Show me love   All my niggas on the eastside   Show me love   All my niggas on the westside      [Mac]   When I was underground everybody down   Everybody show me love, cause I share common ground   With those niggas that was broke they laughed and joked   Them niggas was broke too but I'm a rapper so they think I'm not supposed to   But they still on my team cause I got fame   And everywhere I go people be yappin my name   Yeah I know Mac, we go back, me and that nigga tight   As a matter of fact he slept at my house the other night   It's cool I let alot of shit go cause I'm ambitious   When I'm fed up, nigga, I'm vicious   Hard to stay focused around these motherfucking locusts   And not to mention all the cochroaches   Crab ass niggas hate to see you lead a barrel   Signed me a contract and got me a Camaro   And now they acting like I did them wrong by progressing   I'm guessing that they wanted me to stay up in sections with little pocket   money   To get a nigga who was going my way   Y'all niggas dont know, I got so much shit I won't say   I'm damn near breaking in tears as I'm speaking these words   This same motherfucker from the third, show me love nigga      Ya heard me, to all my niggas on the southside   Show me love   Ya heard me, all my niggas on the northside   Show me love   Show a nigga some love nigga    Way over there on the eastside   Show me love   And all my niggas on the westside      [Mr. Serv-On]   It's four in the morning, mamma got tears in her face   Love from my tombstone time to relocate   But in my tank lord I got faith   Five hundred thousand sold for my block   Lord knows I couldn't stop   That's a long way from bad credit cards and selling rocks   For the love I've got and in return I'm putting it down   Chi town, on my gd's, on six and thirty hos    And my vl's on the westside   I ride with jack time ballers   Drink alazay and hennessee with Jakeville shot callers   I'm gettin love from niggas on Breakstreet   And Watts, and Cappanella park and LA   The thirties in the Bay, brown love for my essays   That's a long damn way from the parkway   So when I'm home, see a nigga drop a nigga from above   (Cmon, cmon) Show me love      To all my niggas on the westside   To all my niggas on the eastside   To all my niggas on the northside   To all my niggas on the southside   To all my bangers on the westside   To all my bangers on the eastside   To all my bangers on the northside