Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Lotta Love

Woke up the other mornin', I heard a
They said the gang wars was
I 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell
Can't explain the way I

Too many years I my brothers die
And I can't say that was really that fly
But I used to when I was younger
So it's really hard to tell a kid that goin' under

I never thought I lived to see us
Crips and holdin' hands, the shit is ill
But I love it, I help it
Too much death on the streets and we it

Van Boys, The Hoovers, The 60's
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all out, gee
I pray the shit'll never
You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats pop-pop

But now the kids got a chance to
And the O.G.'s got to give
That's love, black on black, that's how they it
And if any busters flip, get faded
L.A. is where I'm of

Peace to all the gangsters I gotta lotta love
lotta love

I got a lotta love you're all my brothers
Red or blue, the color
We got a chance, so we can sweat the real fools
Show muthafuckas the real tools

Check the enemy, it the family
Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.
They gotta understand, they on a blackman
There's be drama, know what I'm sayin'?

And if we flip, all flip together
'Cause I'm prepared, kid, for weather
And we realize, the boys on the east side
You 'em S-A's, I call 'em allies

the day that we all unite
Watch the pigs get polite
Punk muthafuckas learn quick
That we ain't no more shit

L.A. is I'm speakin' of
Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta love

Crenshaw Boulevard, afternoon
sittin' on things, mad systems boom
The are lookin' better
The gang truce is on, so you whatever

At by the ocean
Rag-top Trey the three-wheel motion
gangsters all around
Still crazy sets, but you just clown

I L.A. can stay this way
It's the first I can really say
I felt cool, we all
Went to the park and got killed

Now if you got a problem, man on man
You don't need a gang to 'em
I seen the thing I seen in my life
Two brothers in a straight up fist
pulled a gat, nobody jumped in
Nobody pulled a knife, got done in

L.A. is I'm speakin' of
Peace to my city 'cuz I lotta love
Got a lotta

G A T E S, I hope you a vest
Even after you're out the office
'Cuz we're on a totally tip
Fuck pig brutality shit

This unity is to me
Every brother on the is my homie
I'm rollin' a hood that I never been
And every brother to me as a friend

I it, I love it
And nothin' in my life ever be above it
We wanna see our kids all up
tired of seein' our hoods get blown up

L.A. is a great
Fly girls, dope cars, life at a fast
But was killin' it quick
Another got hit, bullshit

Pop-pop-pop, 10 on a
We was goin' off to end
But now we got a chance, my
To mend, and make the colors

all go out on a picnic, kick shit
And all the static
year I lost about five homies
This is real to me

L.A. is I'm speakin' of
Peace to all the gangsters I gotta lotta love
Gotta love

Yo, this is out to all the gangbangers
All over Central, Watts, Inglewood
All over L.A., basically L.A.
You know I'm sayin'? It's basically goin'
Peace to all the and the Bloods
Van Boys, Hoovers, Rollin 60's, 83's, Bounty Hunters
Yeah and the

This is goin' out to all the brothers over there in
You what I'm sayin'? Throwin' it up
Grape Street, Blocc, Front Hood
And all them out there in Compton
30s, Harlem, ah yeah

Pueblos, Nickerson G's,
Inglewood Family, Street
Loc and all the S-A homeboys
All the sets, every set, Crip, Blood
doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love
You know what I'm sayin'? Hope the never ends
You know I'm We can do this