Luyện nghe bài hát Got a Lot of Love

Verse {lil' slim}

Growin' up in the hood everything
Gonna be all right but it's the nine to the and
Brothers yo life I'm pourin' brew on the curve
For my hommies my
They popped with the gat so I guess they got served
Now in the hood is a no no thing
Now way back in the game they used to slang and
So let's that past I can't dwell on old days
If you show a brother weakness you bond to get
in the hood front me dope I wish you would
My hommies me love so I know it's all good
Back and forth to the bank no I gon hurt
I struggle with my hommies in the hood and
Put in work if ya weak ya beat on the n.o.
If you can't the game you can't compete
With the hustlers and the that packin' the gats
You got to walk the set and be strapped
The drug dealers makin' the ends
My nigga got doin' time in the pin a
Mac ten is a man's best
When I blast ass another killin' again
But here a fuckin' gangster ain't no time
lok the lower my game is to
Smoke or to get
I'm still lil' no I ain't gone change
I'm showin' love to my hood I'm true to the game

Verse two: daddy}

Throw up a peace to my niggas I walk in the club
Givin' dap to my boys because I got love
My hug a few gee's that I knew the game
'cause I'm a ass nigga ain't a fuckin' thing changed
I got to give it up to these projects
I got mine so get yours and put away the gat
'cause I'm tired of seein' you motherfuckers down
Six feet deep, yeah or locked down
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 life around that's why I got much

three: {lady kk}

I got love for them who don't like me
Talk behind my back and that shit about me
But I'm the type of girl has to get mine
to dress with my killer platted nine
I hear people say love one
That's why I give love to the cah brothers

four: {mr. ivan}

Early in my time I to be the nigga
The gangsta a lunatic and a
slanger
I'm givin' a lot of to my niggas that are dead
Like my the mac totter doin' life up in the pin
Sometime I feel the need to bust at the cops
up the block it wasn't long to see the body drop
Started sellin' a youngster comin' up real fast
Makin' boo-koo cash back up on ass with
My mask doin' it real smooth
quater keys at speed
Givin' them motherfuckers what want
I'm givin' 'em they need dick
The dope was gettin' played to the left
I had to do somethin' there wasn't to much time left
I went to robbin' car kidnappin'
I a few plates motherfucka I was always packin'
I'm to old for this delinquent ass shit
It took some o pp to get me
So I'm to get them niggas at cah money
Gave me chance to myself
Slangin' dope lyrics doin' makin' a lot of wealth
Baby and slim I'm givin' to them niggas
Showed me the right and pull 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
niggas from the nine cah money
Givin' love

Verse five:

I'm givin' much love for them in the crew
If you like that then nigga fuck you
I got it goin' on with five eight "o"
Much love much now let me flow
be talkin' bullshit playin' with that hoe shit
Touch a nut pull a gat 'cause I'm a some more shit
Say what, here I come again the same o'l
Drinkin' gin and stiffs again
ya weak ya beat I thought you knew fool
Seen you at my show and you want to test my
I think you want to be like me it feels 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 love

Verse {yella boy}

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

Verse seven: kk}

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