Luyện nghe bài hát If You Got Love

{*Pete Rock scratches samples at the beginning*}
[Verse
I used to be a piece of 'til I dropped it, (?) convict
Straight projects, prophets, the object
Hunger spit the beef out, I kick the teeth out
We Non Phixion, up in the with heaters out
No doubt, the motive, I'm never broke
Body strapped with explosives, bat ya team poseurs
Teenybops rock Tachini tops and arm
Lookin like in posters, devils and brokers
I got a lot of love, but if you hate, I got a lot of guns
You want crack? I got a lot of drugs, kinda bugged
the way the world can a righteous man turn savage
I try to be but the world prefer madness
And I'm a man, supply and demand
you feel like when your fam get in a shootout and your man die in your hands
Most dangerous rap group, any that I ask you
Thug be the answer to the that's the truth

If you got love for your mom - that's Non
If you got love for dogs - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the Gods - that's Non
That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion
If you got love for your peice - that's Non
If you got for your seeds - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - That's Non Phixion
[Verse
BK to Mount Vernon, money-earnin
I a lot of people, I "Reminisce" with Pete Rock
Gunnin through public housing, some never get out
I got love for my dawgs, now it's time to the fuck out
We pealed out, that's I dumb out, three on the hip
I don't kick bars, I scars, shit that I live
And all you platinum cats, I'm about to run in ya
We all food, belly up, two in ya ribs
Ain't doin a bid; nah I'd rather hang a sheet
It's all love son, and let my man speak
Truth is, you never when it's your time to go
We all famous and we got files, lettin you

[Verse
Aiyyo I seen it all from what the truth should be to the truth is
I think America been tryin to kill me for two
But I'm still alive, arrive heavy surveillance
be some ol' tel-lie-vision cameras, platinum gangster anthems
Make the world wanna grab the and BUST
All we got is us, our the only one we trust
Chronic and coke, smoke spearmints, pyramids
in the heroin syringe when you hearin this
I'm a near death experience
I open up your eyes and your to the lies they be givin us
If we don't them, they killin us
And I'm ready to die, but they still can't the love

{*Pete Rock scratches to