Luyện nghe bài hát Wussup Wit the Luv

Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the

Now, men want racism, black in prison, me bar
What's goin' on with the
Boo-ya-kaw is the sound, brothers down in the worst way
I got my son a gun for his

Now we've had enough, everybody to be tough
But I give the to brothers on my level
Instead of trying to be
'Cause I see nothin' feminine about your brother some love

Look deeply in each other's eyes, you we are the ones
is a cloud that blocks us from the sun
One brother speaks in African, one Jamaican songs
Both of them are black men, but they still get along

Wussup wit the love, wit the love?
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the

Mommy and Daddy they got married, they love every night
But gettin' tired, and Poppa hits the pipe at night
I see 'em wishin' I got the props that Pops, I mean the rocks, got
I she hugs me, 'cause she never dug me

I figure still I hustle, tussle the fool at school
The one that sold my sneakers, thought she says he's freakin' her
Had the doubt until I 'em, then I fought 'em, then she slapped me
Hollered at me talkin' I messed up her ten dollars

Goddamn! Drug dealers dealin' to the
Livin' in the city no pity on the itty-bitty
We try to cry, but they all die
I try to to the youth, and the truth is they all high

What can I say but your back, youngster
As I sit and wonder, my other steadily goin' under
It's like a curse, and it 'cause it's worse
Momma's crazy her baby's in a hearse
Wussup wit the

This land once owned by Indians, who then would learn to
A tragedy, because from them there was so much to
You will the key to life is checking for you friends
gonna be alright
I got to let you know I'm in love with you

(Dope fiends their babies)
I'm so in love you
(I know man, you can't even say up' to a brother no more)
People, I'm in with you
(Fool talkin' about 'what's up', don't know me man)

Yes I'm in with you
(I put one in him! Hey, yo, you got thang?)
Yeah, man, I'm let's go hit 'em

It my mind to see so many people sufferin'
(So people)
It blows my mind to see so people down
(Everybody's down)

And I just can't understand, why there must be fighting
(Everybody's crazy)
It blows my mind to see the pain all around
(The that's all around)

Wussup wit the love, wit the love?
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the
Wussup wit the love, wit the love?