Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

Woke up the other mornin', I heard a
They the gang wars was over
I 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell
Can't the way I felt

Too many I seen my brothers die
And I can't say shit was really that fly
But I used to gangbang I was younger
So it's really hard to tell a kid he's goin' under

I never I lived to see us chill
and Bloods holdin' hands, the shit is ill
But I it, I can't help it
Too much death on the streets and we it

Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all out, gee
I pray the shit'll stop
You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats pop-pop

But now the kids got a to live
And the O.G.'s got to give
That's love, on black, that's how they made it
And if any busters flip, get faded
L.A. is where I'm of

Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta
Gotta love

I got a lotta love 'cuz you're all my
Red or blue, black's the
We got a chance, so we can sweat the real fools
Show those muthafuckas the tools

Check the enemy, it ain't the
Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.
They gotta understand, beat on a blackman
There's gonna be drama, know I'm sayin'?

And if we flip, let's all together
'Cause I'm prepared, kid, for rough
And we gotta realize, the boys on the east
You call 'em S-A's, I call 'em

Because the day we all unite
Watch the pigs get real
Punk muthafuckas gotta learn
we ain't takin' no more shit

L.A. is I'm speakin' of
Peace to all the gangsters I gotta lotta love

Crenshaw Boulevard, afternoon
Folks on things, mad systems boom
The are lookin' better
The gang truce is on, so you wear

At Venice by the
Rag-top Trey the three-wheel motion
There's all around
crazy sets, but you just don't clown

I pray L.A. can this way
It's the first summer I can say
I cool, we all chilled
Went to the park and nobody got

Now if you got a problem, man on man
You don't need a to solve 'em
I seen the thing I seen in my life
Two brothers in a straight up fist
Nobody a gat, nobody jumped in
Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got in

L.A. is I'm speakin' of
Peace to my city I gotta lotta love
Got a lotta

G A T E S, I you wear a vest
Even after you're out the fuckin'
'Cuz we're on a different tip
Fuck that pig shit

unity is gettin' to me
Every on the street is my homie
I'm rollin' a hood that I never been
And brother steps to me as a friend

I it, I love it
And nothin' in my will ever be above it
We wanna see our all grown up
tired of seein' our hoods get blown up

L.A. is a great
Fly girls, cars, life at a fast pace
But gangbanging was it quick
child got hit, bullshit

Pop-pop-pop, 10 on a
We was goin' off to end
But now we got a chance, my
To mend, and make the colors

Let's all go out on a picnic, kick
And squash all the
Last year I lost five homies
This shit is to me

L.A. is I'm speakin' of
Peace to all the gangsters I gotta lotta love
Gotta love

Yo, this is goin' out to all the
All South Central, Watts, Inglewood
All over L.A., basically L.A.
You know I'm sayin'? basically goin' down
Peace to all the Crips and the
Van Ness Boys, Hoovers, Rollin 60's, 83's, Bounty
and the Jungle

This is goin' out to all the brothers over in Watts
You what I'm sayin'? Throwin' it up
Grape Street, Blocc, Front Hood
And all them out there in Compton
Rollin 30s, Harlem, ah

Pueblos, Nickerson G's,
Inglewood Family, 18th
South Loc and all the S-A
All the different sets, set, Crip, Blood
What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I lotta love
You know I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never ends
You I'm sayin'? We can do this