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    Ice-T

    Gotta Lotta Love

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [ VERSE 1 ]
    Woke up the other mornin, I heard a rumor
    They said the gang wars was over
    I told em they was bullshittin, they said it's real as hell
    Can't explain the way I felt
    Too many years I seen my brothers die
    And I can't say that shit was really that fly
    But I used to gangbang when I was younger
    So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin under
    I never thought I lived to see us chill
    Crips and Bloods holdin hands, the shit is ill
    But I love it, I can't help it
    Too much death on the streets, and we dealt it
    Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60s
    Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin out, gee
    I pray the shit'll never stop
    You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop
    But now the kids got a chance to live
    And the O.G.'s got something to give
    That's love, black on black, that's how they made it
    And if any busters flip, they get faded
    L.A. is where I'm speakin of
    Peace to all the gangsters, cause I got a lotta love
    [ VERSE 2 ]
    I got a lotta love, cause you're all my brothers
    Red or blue, black's the color
    We got a chance, so we can really sweat the real fools
    Show those muthafuckas the real tools
    Check the enemy, it ain't the family
    Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.
    They gotta understand, they beat on a blackman
    There's gonna be drama, know what I'm sayin?
    And if we flip, let's all flip together
    Cause I'm prepared, kid, for rough weather
    And we gotta realize, the boys on the east side
    You call em S-A's, I call em allies
    Because the day that we all unite
    Watch the pigs get real polite
    Punk muthafuckas gotta learn quick
    That we ain't takin no more shit
    L.A. is where I'm speakin of
    Peace to all the gangsters, cause I got a lotta love
    [ VERSE 3 ]
    Crenshaw Boulevard, Sunday afternoon
    Folks sittin on things, mad systems boom
    The girls are lookin better
    The gang truce is on, so you wear whatever
    At Venice by the ocean
    Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion
    There's gangsters all around
    Still crazy sets, but you just don't clown
    I pray L.A. can stay this way
    It's the first summer I can really say
    I felt cool, we all chilled
    Went to the park, and nobody got killed
    Now if you got a problem, it's man on man
    You don't need a gang to solve em
    I seen the greatest thing I seen in my life
    Two brothers in a straight up fist fight
    Nobody pulled a gat, nobody jumped in
    Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got done in
    L.A. is where I'm speakin of
    Peace to my city, cause I got a lotta love
    [ VERSE 4 ]
    G-a-t-e-s, I hope you wear a vest
    Even after you're out the fuckin office
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