Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

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

Too many years I seen my die
And I can't say shit was really that fly
But I used to when I was younger
So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's 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
Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin' out, gee
I pray the 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
love, black on black, that's how they made it
And if any busters flip, get faded
L.A. is I'm speakin' of

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

I got a love 'cuz you're all my brothers
Red or blue, the color
We got a chance, so we can really the real fools
those muthafuckas the real tools

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

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

Because the day we all unite
Watch the pigs get polite
Punk muthafuckas gotta learn
That we takin' no more shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

L.A. is a great
Fly girls, dope cars, life at a pace
But gangbanging was it quick
Another 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 gangsters I gotta lotta love
Gotta lotta

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

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

Pueblos, Nickerson G's,
Family, 18th Street
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 what I'm sayin'? Hope the never ends
You I'm sayin'? We can do this