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 on with the luh-uh-ove?
is the sound, brothers goin' down in the worst way
I got my son a gun for his

Now had enough, everybody wants to be tough
But I the props to brothers on my level
Instead of trying to be
'Cause I see nothin' about 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 still can't get along

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

Mommy and they got married, they make love every night
But Momma's gettin' tired, and hits the pipe at night
I see 'em kissin' I got the props that Pops, I mean the rocks, got
I hope she hugs me, 'cause she dug me

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

Goddamn! dealers dealin' to the kiddies
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 watch back, youngster
As I sit and wonder, my brother's steadily goin' under
It's a curse, and it hurts 'cause it's worse
crazy 'cause her baby's in a hearse
Wussup wit the

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

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

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

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

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

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