Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

Woke up the other mornin', I a rumor
They said the gang was over
I told 'em was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell
explain the way I felt

Too many years I seen my die
And I say that shit was really that fly
But I used to gangbang I was younger
So it's hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under

I never thought I 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 and we dealt it

Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The
Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin' out, gee
I the shit'll never stop
You to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop

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

Peace to all the 'cuz I gotta lotta love
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 really the real fools
those muthafuckas the real tools

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

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

Because the day that we all
Watch the pigs get polite
Punk muthafuckas learn quick
That we ain't no more shit

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

Crenshaw Boulevard, afternoon
sittin' on things, mad systems boom
The girls are better
The gang truce is on, so you whatever

At by the ocean
Rag-top Trey the three-wheel motion
There's gangsters all
Still crazy sets, but you just don't

I pray L.A. can stay way
It's the first summer I can say
I felt cool, we all
Went to the park and got killed

Now if you got a problem, man on man
You need a gang to solve 'em
I seen the greatest thing I in my life
Two in a straight up fist fight
Nobody pulled a gat, nobody in
pulled a knife, nobody got done in

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

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

This is gettin' to me
brother on the street is my homie
I'm rollin' through a that I never been
And every steps to me as a friend

I love it, I it
And nothin' in my life will be above it
We see our kids all grown up
We're tired of our hoods get blown up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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