Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is The Message

Remind me Tuesday I gotta go handle my
what I'm saying?
up
(Love is love)
Yo, don't play them shits up in here
shits is dangerous

Hey yo, hey yo, Sally
Timbaland finale
Damn imagine bringing back Alam Skin
Glass of this, leather dick status
That's crabbage, can't see the real so you

cammo
Who Van Damme ammo?
Airs Uptown put the Benz van yo
Chilling with who real
Who respect
Big us get your wig touched crib

Record and
jams for my mans
Puff trees, tuck ruggers in your lands
Cemented, bent out of shape it
Represent been through it God

the Mac splendid
Time Balotti rap version of the Gotti
Rob me act ungodly
What been done before
real son you gum it out
Run it in the gun

all day
Fat Bob Rockaway
Dipped in the latest spot me right
Wu Tang executive new Jay
Darts in your area how I play
Nobody shouldn't really have a say
When it down to this Shaolin, U.S.A.

Represent fully me your air space
Razor Sharp label keep out the face
Make room as I step up to the
RZA sounds of earthquakes
Make no mistake kid y'all faking
Cross-over cats love to eat bacon
WTC rush Regan
Crush your little while you on your knees begging

Who nigga right there?
Son he trust me, watch shit right here

We see y'all niggaz in the back all out
Throw the out
Ready to stop all out
Play me, you will catch more gravy kid
We ill in the back on your ladies

We see niggaz in the back all treed out
the heat out
Ready to stop all out
Play me, you will catch more gravy kid
We ill in the back feeling on your

Dripped out dip
Dead arm that nigga trying to get up
Thinking he but he rolled up
on the God yo
Acting like that cheese ain't
Aight that dunn rolled on the mic

Jumping out the Lex door suede on
Looking like he worth ten thousand on the
connect I had it smashed
This is kid we real
at his steel dunn ask

Jewels he rocking
bracelet had laced kid
Screaming on his Lex rocking
had a fat lab
Hundred bag, you had
Ohh, little wifey had it all a fat ass

What you wanna eat
The due
Niggaz get you
You need to put a on your shit boo
Sat bluffing, saying nothing
Looking at bird pop
like she bugging

18 gold and fresh boots
Me and my team to the roots
Big pockets, blow mics out the
Condominium, Kani denim
the honey's at?
We be up in them
A lot of dollars and real scholars
The Wu got
Represent 5 percent, or 100

Pay to the stretch Lincoln
Drinking Don-Don
Stay under pressure
Break the barrier
Big Wu trucks roll in your area

for life, we too hype
One ring the ice
Don't it
What, love is the

18 points on my new record
Dart clapper, ran like a
out for Cappa
way
Y'all ain't ready for me and the DJ

We see y'all niggaz in the all treed out
Throw the out
Ready to all beef out
Play me, you will catch more gravy kid
We ill in the back feeling on ladies

We see y'all in the back all treed out
Throw the out
Ready to stop all out
Play me, maybe you catch more gravy kid
We ill in the back feeling on ladies

Du-du, one
Dance hall
Yo, yo, yo, yo