Luyện nghe bài hát Got a Lot of Love

Verse {lil' slim}

up in the hood thinkin' everything
Gonna be all but it's the nine to the four and
Brothers yo life I'm pourin' brew on the curve
For my hommies my
gettin' popped with the gat so I guess they got served
Now in the hood is a no no thing
Now way in the game they used to slang and hang
So let's that past I can't dwell on old days
If you show a weakness you bond to get sprayed
Stuck in the hood me dope I wish you would
My showed me love so I know it's all good
Back and forth to the no I ain't gon hurt
I rather struggle with my hommies in the and
Put in if ya weak ya beat on the n.o. streets
If you play the game you can't compete
the hustlers and the hoodlums that packin' the gats
You got to walk the set and be fully
The dealers steady makin' the ends
My nigga got popped time in the pin a
Mac ten is a man's friend
When I that ass another killin' again
But look here a gangster ain't no time
lok the lower my game is to
Smoke or to get
I'm still slim no I ain't gone change
I'm showin' love to my hood I'm true to the game

Verse two: {pimp

Throw up a to my niggas when I walk in the club
Givin' dap to my because I got much love
My hug a few gee's that I from the game
'cause I'm a ghetto ass nigga ain't a thing changed
I got to give it up to these motherfuckin'
I got so get yours and put away the gat black
'cause I'm tired of seein' you motherfuckers face
Six feet deep, yeah or either locked
So I got to give it up to my
Who got me off the streets and took my off the trigger
You made my mother proud of me why I got to give it up
You turned my around that's why I got much love

Verse {lady kk}

I got love for them hoes who don't me
Talk behind my back and that shit about me
But I'm the type of girl that has to get
Strap to dress my killer platted nine
I people say love one another
why I give love to the cah money brothers

Verse {mr. ivan}

in my time I used to be the nigga
The a lunatic killer and a
Cocaine
I'm a lot of love to my niggas that are dead
Like my the mac totter doin' life up in the pin
Sometime I feel the to bust caps at the cops
up the block it wasn't long to see the body drop
Started sellin' rocks a youngster comin' up fast
Makin' boo-koo back up on that ass with
My hockey mask doin' it smooth
Movin' quater at speed
Givin' them motherfuckers they want
I'm givin' 'em what need dick
The dope was gettin' played to the left
I had to do somethin' because there wasn't to time left
I went to robbin' car jackin'
I snatched a few plates I was always packin'
I'm gettin' to old for delinquent ass shit
It took o pp to get me straight
So I'm able to get them at cah money
me chance to redeem myself
Slangin' dope lyrics shows makin' a lot of wealth
Baby and slim I'm givin' love to niggas
Showed me the right direction and me from
Behind the trigger strong up on that ass man
killer so I'm bangin' a lot of cash chea!
In the studio me and my niggas a dub
'cause niggas the nine cah money
Givin' much

Verse five:

I'm givin' love for them niggas in the crew
If you don't like that nigga fuck you
I got it goin' on with that five "o"
Much love much now let me flow
Niggas be talkin' bullshit with that hoe shit
Touch a nut pull a gat I'm a pull some more shit
Say what, here I come again the o'l nigga
gin and smokin' stiffs again
When ya weak ya beat I thought you knew
Seen you at my show and you want to test my
I think you want to be like me damn it good bein' a
Bi to the g let me tell you since you try'na above
No matter what you do nigga I get's much

Verse {yella boy}

In the hood it the same I could
me lame to the game
Yes it's off the hook I'm mature I'm a man
Reminisce all the time back in the days we had fun
Bitches all up in my try'na catch my fuckin' cum
Boo-koo hot rods on my we used to blow and hit the pool
Pussy like 'j" (I got yo lighter)
But cool , you know we down for one and one for all
You we stay mobbed up (they said you tried to test my nuts)
Or bond to get fuck up
Send a shout out to my
Y'all keep on kickin' that fuckin'
Like I said before won't ya another chance
My boys they got my back we tighter a pair of gloves
Best believe my mind's at age because I know I got much

Verse seven: kk}

My boy tec, yes he got much
My mannie, yes he got much love
Suga slim, I know you got much
My boy baby, I you got much love
Ya fat, I know you got much
Lil' slim, I know you got love
My boy mike, I know you got love