Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

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

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

I thought 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 used to see the wrong colors, and the went pop-pop

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

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

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

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

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

L.A. is where I'm of
Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta

Crenshaw Boulevard, afternoon
Folks sittin' on things, mad boom
The girls are lookin'
The gang is on, so you wear whatever

At by the ocean
Trey hits the three-wheel motion
There's gangsters all
Still crazy sets, but you just clown

I pray L.A. can stay way
the first summer I can really 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 greatest thing I seen in my
Two brothers in a up fist fight
Nobody a gat, nobody jumped in
Nobody a knife, nobody got done in

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

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

This unity is to me
Every on the street is my homie
I'm rollin' through a hood that I been
And brother steps to me as a friend

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

L.A. is a great
Fly girls, dope cars, life at a fast
But was killin' it quick
Another child got hit,

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

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

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

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

This is goin' out to all the over there 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, Street
Loc and all the S-A homeboys
All the different sets, set, Crip, Blood
What doesn't to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love
You know what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never
You know I'm We can do this