Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is Love

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

Kaiser Sosa
Glide in a Hummer wit the flyin' saucer
Willied out, at my crib in the having cookouts
Smack by witch, out

I'm like Barnabas, crab 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 dick won't put a to us
who
Love is

See, this is what I mean when we together like this
Incredible take place
See, we connect 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 and wondrous cared}

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You what time it is, that's why I exist
Jump out of limo, lims, fire the blitz, wise
Applyin' this, lavi, wide this
I'm this, quiet tribalness, finalist
2000, flyin' the whips
Nine cent, bent, 1999 rhyme alignment

{Black is the

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

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

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

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

See I let 'em stress me god, forever stress free
twistin' up logs of that Nestle
Who are you to me? It's just my destiny
To kick back, kill time and successfully

he and I will be as one}

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

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