Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

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

Too many years I my brothers 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 goin'

I never I lived to see us chill
Crips and Bloods holdin' hands, the is ill
But I it, I can't help it
Too much death on the and we dealt it

Van Boys, The Hoovers, The 60's
Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin' out, gee
I the shit'll never stop
You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats pop-pop

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

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

I got a love 'cuz you're all my brothers
Red or blue, black's the
We got a chance, so we can really sweat the real
Show muthafuckas the real tools

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

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

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

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

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

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

I pray L.A. can this way
It's the first 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 need a gang to solve 'em
I seen the greatest thing I in my life
Two brothers in a up fist fight
pulled a gat, nobody jumped in
Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got in

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

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

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

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

L.A. is a place
Fly girls, dope cars, life at a fast
But gangbanging was killin' it
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 make the blend

Let's all go out on a picnic, shit
And all the static
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 love

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

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

Pueblos, Nickerson G's,
Inglewood Family, 18th
Loc and all the S-A homeboys
All the different sets, set, Crip, Blood
What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta love
You know what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce ends
You I'm sayin'? We can do this