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Gotta Lotta Love Lyrics - Home Invasion - Ice T

[ 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 

Cause we're on a totally different tip 

Fuck that pig brutality shit 

This unity is gettin to me 

Every brother on the street is my homie 

I'm rollin through a hood that I never been 

And every brother steps to me as a friend 

I love it, I love it 

And nothin in my life will ever be above it 

We want to see our kids all grown up 

We're tired of seein our hoods get blown up 

L.A. is a great place 

Fly girls, dope cars, life at a fast pace 

But gangbanging was killin it quick 

Another child got hit - bullshit 

Pop-pop-pop, 10 on a weekend 

We was goin off to deep end 

But now we got a chance, my friend 

To mend, and make the colors blend 

Let's all go out on a picnic, kick shit 

And squash all the static 

Last year I lost about five homies 

This shit is real to me 

L.A. is where I'm speakin of 

Peace to all the gangsters, cause I got a lotta love 

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