Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

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

Too years 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 a kid that 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 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 flip, they get faded
L.A. is I'm speakin' of

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crenshaw Boulevard, Sunday
Folks on things, mad systems boom
The girls are lookin'
The truce is on, so you wear whatever

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

I pray L.A. can this way
the first summer I can really say
I felt cool, we all
Went to the park and nobody got

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

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

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

unity is gettin' to me
Every brother on the is my homie
I'm rollin' through a hood that I never
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 all grown up
We're tired of our hoods get blown up

L.A. is a great
Fly girls, dope cars, life at a pace
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 colors

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

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

Yo, this is out to all the gangbangers
All over South Central, Watts,
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, Rollin 60's, 83's, Hunters
and the Jungle

This is goin' out to all the brothers 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, Nickerson G's,
Inglewood Family, 18th
Loc and all the S-A homeboys
All the different sets, every set, Crip,
What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta
You what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never ends
You know I'm sayin'? We can do