U.N.L.V. - Got A Lot Of Love!! lyrics

Verse one: {lil' slim} Growin' up in the hood thinkin' everything Gonna be all right but it's the nine to the four and Brothers takin' yo life I'm pourin' brew on the curve For my hommies my nerve They gettin' popped with the gat so I guess they got served Now slippin' in the hood is a no no thing Now way back in the game they used to slang and hang So let's forget that past I can't dwell on old days If you show a brother weakness you bond to get sprayed Stuck in the hood front me dope I wish you would My hommies showed me love so I know it's all good Back and forth to the bank no I ain't gon hurt I rather struggle with my hommies in the hood and Put in work if ya weak ya beat on the n.o. streets If you can't play the game you can't compete With the hustlers and the hoodlums that packin' the gats You got to walk the set and be fully strapped The drug dealers steady makin' the ends My n***a got popped doin' time in the pin a Mac ten is a man's best friend When I blast that a** another k**in' again But look here a f**kin' gangster ain't no time Gettin' lok the lower my game is to Smoke or to get smoked I'm still lil' slim no I ain't gone change I'm showin' love to my hood plus I'm true to the game Verse two: {pimp daddy} Throw up a peace to my n***as when I walk in the club Givin' dap to my boys because I got much love My hug a few gee's that I knew from the game 'cause I'm a ghetto a** n***a ain't a f**kin' thing changed I got to give it up to these motherf**kin' projects I got mine so get yours and put away the gat black 'cause I'm tired of seein' you motherf**kers face down Six feet deep, yeah or either locked down So I got to give it up to my n***as Who got me off the streets and took my finger off the trigger You made my mother proud of me that's why I got to give it up You turned my life around that's why I got much love Verse three: {lady kk} I got love for them hoes who don't like me Talk behind my back and said that sh** about me But I'm the type of girl that has to get mine Strap to dress with my k**er platted nine I hear people say love one another That's why I give love to the ca§h money brothers Verse four: {mr. ivan} Early in my time I used to be the n***a The gangsta a lunatic k**er and a Cocaine slanger I'm givin' a lot of love to my n***as that are dead Like my n***a the mac totter doin' life up in the pin Sometime I feel the need to bust caps at the cops Jettin' up the block it wasn't long to see the body drop Started sellin' rocks a youngster comin' up real fast Makin' boo-koo cash back up on that a** with My hockey mask doin' it real smooth Movin' quater keys at speed Givin' them motherf**kers what they want I'm givin' 'em what they need dick The dope game was gettin' played to the left I had to do somethin' because there wasn't to much time left I went to robbin' car jackin' kidnappin' I snatched a few plates motherf**ka I was always packin' I'm gettin' to old for this delinquent a** sh** It took some o pp to get me straight So I'm able to get them n***as at ca§h money Gave me chance to redeem myself Slangin' dope lyrics doin' shows makin' a lot of wealth Baby and slim I'm givin' love to them n***as Showed me the right direction and pull me from Behind the trigger comin' strong up on that a** man Cotton k**er so I'm bangin' a lot of cash chea! In the studio me and my n***as lite a dub 'cause n***as from the nine ca§h money Givin' much love Verse five: {pxmxwx} I'm givin' much love for them n***as in the crew If you don't like that then n***a f**k you I got it goin' on with that five eight "o" Much love much respect now let me flow n***as be talkin' bullsh** playin' with that hoe sh** Touch a nut pull a gat 'cause I'm a pull some more sh** Say what, here I come again the same o'l n***a Drinkin' gin and smokin' stiffs again When ya weak ya beat I thought you knew fool Seen you at my show and you want to test my cool I think you want to be like me damn it feels good bein' a Bi to the g let me tell you since you try'na stay above No matter what you do n***a I get's much love Verse six: {yella boy} In the hood it stays the same I could Never me lame to the game Yes it's off the hook I'm more mature I'm a man Reminisce all the time back in the days we had some fun b**hes all up in my sh** try'na catch my f**kin' cum Boo-koo hot rods on my daisy we used to blow and hit the pool p**y like another 'j" (I got yo lighter) But it's cool , you know we down for one and one for all You know we stay mobbed up (they said you tried to test my nuts) Or your bond to get f**k up Send a shout out to my fans Y'all keep on kickin' that f**kin' dance Like I said before won't ya take another chance My boys they got my back we tighter then a pair of gloves Best believe my mind's at age because I know I got much love Verse seven: {lady kk} My boy tec, yes he got much love My n***a mannie, yes he got much love Suga slim, I know you got much love My boy baby, I know you got much love Ya fat, I know you got much love Lil' slim, I know you got much love My boy mike, I know you got much love