Luyện nghe bài hát It's All Love

Don Q]
To all my homies up and everybody we lost
Just me motivation, thank you for the support
all love (it's all love)
It's all (it's all love)
To all my sisters, you ain't gotta sell soul at the bar
Girl you you a star, oh yeah you know who you are
all love (it's all love)
It's all

1: Don Q]
I seen a get indicted for some petty shit
Don moving but charge him like he selling bricks
I pray that evidence they got on you ever stick
But god you lose your trail, I pray you never snitch
I came a long way, man I seen it coming
Ten chains, trust me, you gon' see me coming
Something clean outside, yeah you see me
I just came to grab a bitch, I my driver leave it running
Man I swear I knew about a re-up I was hittin' [?]
with a couple hoes, hit Crowns just to eat up
Every ball written, turn my to my competition
Don be pimpin', I got in every car driven
Couple back, I was Abercrombie Fitchin'
Now the letters on my sweater got Givenchy
the engine hit the corner, see that Ferrari spinning
Start to finish, I I'ma be the hardest in it
Don

Don Q]
Yeah, it's all love,
Yeah, all love, yeah yeah
It's all love,
all love, yeah yeah
Hah, all love, yeah

Don Q]
To all my up north and everybody we lost
Just me motivation, thank you for the support
all love (it's all love)
It's all (it's all love)
To all my sisters, you ain't sell your soul at the bar
Girl you you a star, oh yeah you know who you are
It's all (it's all love)
all love

[Verse 2: East]
Always tryna get my dollars up
Had the Pele, hoody was
rental we got they followed us
You don't know how it feel when your touch
Stomach growl make you say fuck out the car, I'ma run 'em down
Now same bars got me over a hundred thou
Was running wild, I couldn't wait 'til the sun was
I ain't dead or in jail, I my mother proud
Haters screw up they face, they wanna smile
Free Yops, free Draino, free Scrap, Free
Free my nigga Black, Lil Crack
Free Littles, free my E
'bout to come home
Free Buddha, free my Mula
Now his son
Me and pops not gettin' the tomorrow
But I knew it used to stress him out just to that I'm starving
I'ma eat pops, I'm
niggas sheetrock
Feel my pain the beat stop
It's all nigga
Hundreds keep coming, these stop nothing
Youngin keep gunning, niggas drop fronting
I got weed, he like to smoke, wish I could get it to him
He just me to send some pictures to him
his calls so I can listen to him
He keeps telling me the niggas that did it to him

Don Q]
To all my homies up and everybody we lost
Just giving me motivation, thank you for the
It's all (it's all love)
all love (it's all love)
To all my sisters, you gotta sell your soul at the bar
Girl you you a star, oh yeah you know who you are
It's all (it's all love)
all love