Luyện nghe bài hát Wussup Wit the Luv

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

Now, men want racism, black in prison, me bar
What's on with the luh-uh-ove?
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, wants to be tough
But I give the props to brothers on my
Instead of trying to be
'Cause I see nothin' feminine givin' your brother some love

Look in each other's eyes, you know we are the ones
Racism is a cloud that blocks us the sun
One brother in African, one sings Jamaican songs
Both of them are black men, but they still can't get

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

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

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

Goddamn! Drug dealin' to the kiddies
Livin' in the ain't 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 brother's steadily goin'
It's like a curse, and it 'cause it's worse
Momma's crazy 'cause her baby's in a
wit the love?

This land once by Indians, who then would learn to burn
A tragedy, because from there was so much to learn
You find the key to life is checking for you friends
Everything's be alright
I got to let you know that I'm in love you

(Dope fiends their babies)
I'm so in love you
(I know man, you can't say 'what's 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 blows my mind to see so many sufferin'
(So people)
It my mind to see so many people down
(Everybody's down)

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

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