Luyện nghe bài hát Wussup Wit the Luv [Single Version]

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

Now we've had enough, everybody wants to be
But I give the props to on my level
of trying to be above
'Cause I see nothin' feminine about givin' brother some love

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

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

Mommy and Daddy they got married, they love every night
But Momma's 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 I hustle, tussle with the fool at school
The one that Momma sold my sneakers, thought she says he's her
Had the doubt until I caught 'em, then I 'em, then she slapped me
Hollered at me talkin' 'bout I up her ten dollars

Goddamn! Drug dealers 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 your back, youngster
As I sit and wonder, my other steadily goin' under
like a curse, and it hurts 'cause it's worse
Momma's crazy 'cause her in a hearse
Wussup wit the

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

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

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

It blows my 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 be such fighting
(Everybody's crazy)
It blows my to see the pain that's all around
(The that's all around)

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