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
Smooth criminal shit,

Kaiser intention
Glide in a Hummer wit the flyin' saucer
Willied out, at my crib in the winter cookouts
by witch, look out

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

See, this is I mean when we come together like this
Incredible things take
See, we thoughts to collect shorts
And only the strong
I my black people, we are the future

{Black is the color of my true love's
His face so soft and wondrous

Chop the pie up, four ways, get up
Infiltrate, never get tied up
It's all a chess game, sides, the best remains
True lies, vibes die bums infest the game

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

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

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

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

the green Wallies, all I see
Mama hold math caller I.D.
Chose the that chose me
I'ma tell you G O D told me

Greed, lust, hate, and envy us from Shemtie
Keep us simply, unifyin', organizin'
We all are fallin', we think we all are risin'
We pop Crist on the horizon, chicks wit thick thighs and

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

a juck, spend ten Gs alone on chrome
When I die they'll my chromosomes and clone clones
Two and eight bones
kits, we most dominant

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

{Black is the

We from, arraignments to entertainment
Twenty-four seve, the same shit, playin' the strip livin'
after bottle, soon became a ritual
The patterns we follow, found 'em difficult

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

Me? My only is I'm more fucked
Knowin' in my heart I can't sleep, till I bust off
Weed religion, for all my that beat the system
And those bentin', sittin' Conico Vision

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

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

{When he and I be as one}

Firm, how y'all it? Huh? Hu
Talk to me, we it to ya either way
We workin' wit' ch'all, is for you
is, love 9-8, firm shit

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