The Wreckshop Family - I Got Love lyrics

(*talking*) Huh huh, this goes out to all the real n***as Locked up, n***as in the street hustling to feed they family Know I'm tal'n bout, it's real Noke D [Hook: Noke D] I got love, for n***as hustling the streets Trying to stay up on they feet, trying to make they ends meet I got love, for my n***as doing time Locked down but they can find, with so much up on they mind [Noke D] I got love, for all my n***as in the street Packing the heat, maintaining staying on feet I'm number one in the ratings, that n***a from BMT And all those that hate me, I've been praying for you lately [D-Reck] I got L-O-V-E, for young and O.G.'s Who run in controlled streets, sell dope just to eat Born misunderstood, torn between bad and good Raised up in the hood, trying to get paid like they should [Noke D] You can't fade me with reality sh**, I live I love it I push it I shove it, I grip it I hug it It's tug of war, with this Southern superstar About to let the whole wide world, know who we are [D-Reck] Dirty 3rd movie stars, country boys making noise On a mission with a cause, what you hear came from God You can hear it in my heart, see a soldier play his part Each one teach one what he's taught, keep his son from getting caught [Noke D] Man it's a movement, we choose to use music to do it And if that's too confusing, show love and gon Screw it [Hook] I got love, for n***as hustling the streets Trying to stay up on they feet, trying to make they ends meet I got love, for my n***as doing time Locked down but they can find, with so much up on they mind I got love, for my n***as on the block Where the hustle never stop, ducking dodging the cops I got love, for my n***as in the hood My n***as doing bad, and my n***as doing good [D-Reck] I'm bout to reveal to you motherf**ers, the definition of real It's when a n***a refuse to face defeat, no matter how steep the hill When a n***a deal with responsibility, it come with getting older Like carrying his friends his family, and the community on his shoulders Cause he who get the paper, but never forget from where he came That leave a lil' something behind, for his kids not just his name It's he who learn to love, even the ones that hate And he who knows to forgive, is to be forgiven for his mistakes [Hook] [A3] For n***as up on the cut, hustling hard to make a buck Jackers bust real n***as do duck, not trying to see they life destruct Some of these boys don't give a f**, some of these n***as out here is stuck I'm grabbing the green and holding it up, inhale the smoke then dump the but For all my n***as who up in the Penn, twirling they life in 5 to 10 No need to pretend I'm pouring up Gin, when n***as turn fake I blunted they chin 9 to 5 be on that job, 24/7 he praising the Lord A lot of these n***as is scan'lous and fraud, but f** what they say up on the teflon Who is you to judge a G, where were you at when we needed to eat Where were you when we were scared to sleep, but now you come trick beat your feet I put my faith in G-O-D, and cats that put they faith in me See lately the world is changing, prophecy's told and falsly claiming Lyrically aiming for my dogs, I'm the light up in the fog Up in this game I be's a hog, no time to stall they bound to fall I'm moving a round that's made of brick, I told you this that sh** that stick I love my n***as my n***as is it, I got the ball so set the pick [Hook] (*D-Gotti talking*) Yeah mayn, this for my n***as that had it hard Them boys holding down a job, know I'm saying n***as in the gutter living like the mob man We still getting it man, Wreckshop to the G-R-A-V-E baby This Young Gott-O man, come on with it baby (*A3 talking*) For real mayn, this your boy A3 baby up in here mayn We putting it down for all my n***as locked up behind them bars You know I'm saying, my n***as on the corner Trying to put food on the table, know I'm saying This go out to them praying grandmothers and mothers mayn Them fathers that do what they gotta do, keep ya head up baby We got love for all y'all, get your bread [Hook]