Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is Love

Ha, ha, ha, new drink, Balley's and
You ain't got no Henny, get the
You ain't got the Remy any do
criminal shit, baby

Kaiser intention
Glide in a Hummer wit the flyin' engine
Willied out, at my in the winter having cookouts
Smack by witch, out

I'm like Barnabas, niggas tryin' to conquer us
They mad, 'cuz we jump cabs and hop on the bus
Copin' dust, Firm Clique rock the Metropolis
Bitches who burn won't put a stop to us
who
Love is

See, is what I mean when we come together like this
things take place
See, we connect thoughts to shorts
And the strong survive
I my black people, we are the future

{Black is the color of my true hair
His face so soft and wondrous

the pie up, four ways, get lyed up
Infiltrate, never violate get up
It's all a game, choose sides, the best remains
True lies, vibes die when infest the game

Bogus shit shots, you but let your man get locked
I this hip-hop, stock the bank let the Crist pop
the next shit, push a big Benz, fuck a Lexus
The streets was hectic, so I stacked and my exit

More doe to get, my thoughts for me to go legit
Ferocious shit, cop a huge castle, on the cliff
Imagine that, a few years back, I was baggin'
Magnum gats, playin' street corners, savage acts

up, nuttin' but love for niggas sittin' up
Hold your own, try comin' home wit out gettin'
Two for one, made foul how they do the young
Whose new to come, to tell shorty he shoulda threw the gun

{Black is the color of my love's hair
Of my true hair}

the green Wallies, all I see
Mama hold like caller I.D.
Chose the path that me
tell you like G O D told me

Greed, lust, hate, and envy sweeped us from
Keep us from simply, unifyin',
We all are fallin', when we think we all are
We pop Crist on the horizon, topless chicks wit thick and

I'd rather be civilizin', enterprisin',
Temperature risin', L.O. Heem gave me the
Told me leave those 85ers alone, wit the wise men
That buy 80 G stones, twin Mercedes at

a juck, spend ten Gs alone on chrome
When I die take my chromosomes and clone clones
Two hundred and bones
Microchip kits, we most

You know time it is, that's why I exist
Jump out of limo, lims, fire the blitz, wise
Applyin' this, lavi, then this
I'm survivin' this, quiet tribalness,
Year 2000, flyin' the
cent, mind bent, 1999 rhyme alignment

{Black is the

We from, arraignments to entertainment
seve, the same shit, playin' the strip livin' dangerous
Bottle bottle, soon became a ritual
The we follow, others found 'em difficult

I guess obvious as to what my hobby is
The root of all evil, pollute the scene by the kids
Gettin' caught up, the same game left 'em all stuck
I reminisce on V.S. my fourth cup

Me? My problem is I'm more fucked
Knowin' in my heart I can't sleep, I bust off nuts
religion, for all my niggas that beat the system
And bentin', sittin' since Conico Vision

need to listen, it's journalistic
Y'all hear the whispers, "Niggas in The is twisted"
that fly shit that earn the bitches
Whip the chrome six up the F.D.R. it's we are

See I never let 'em me god, forever stress free
While twistin' up of that Nestle
Who are you to me? It's just my destiny
To kick back, time and live successfully

he and I will be as one}

Firm, how want it? Huh? Hu
to me, we give it to ya either way
We wit' ch'all, this is for you
Love is, love 9-8, shit

{Black is the color of my true
Hair, my true love's of my true love's hair}