Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

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

Too many I seen my brothers die
And I can't say that shit was 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
Crips and 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
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all out, gee
I pray the shit'll never
You used to see the wrong colors, and the went pop-pop

But now the kids got a to live
And the O.G.'s got something to
love, black 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 lotta love
lotta love

I got a lotta 'cuz you're all my brothers
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 ain't the
Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.
They gotta understand, beat on a blackman
There's be drama, know what I'm sayin'?

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

Because the day that we all
the pigs get real polite
Punk gotta learn quick
That we ain't takin' no shit

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

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

At by the ocean
Rag-top Trey hits the motion
There's all around
Still crazy sets, but you just clown

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

Now if you got a problem, man on man
You need a gang to solve 'em
I seen the greatest I seen in my life
Two brothers in a straight up fist
Nobody a gat, nobody jumped in
Nobody pulled a knife, 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 hope you a vest
Even you're out the fuckin' office
'Cuz we're on a totally tip
Fuck pig brutality shit

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

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

L.A. is a great
Fly girls, cars, life at a fast pace
But gangbanging was killin' it
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

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

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

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

This is goin' out to all the over there in Watts
You know what I'm Throwin' it up
Street, Nutty Blocc, Front 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, every set, Crip,
doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love
You what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never ends
You know I'm We can do this