Got A Lot Of Love Lyrics - Singles - Unlv

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 nigga got popped doin' time in the pin a 

Mac ten is a man's best friend 

When I blast that ass another killin' again 

But look here a fuckin' 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 niggas 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 ass nigga ain't a fuckin' thing changed 

I got to give it up to these motherfuckin' projects 

I got mine so get yours and put away the gat black 

'cause I'm tired of seein' you motherfuckers face down 

Six feet deep, yeah or either locked down 

So I got to give it up to my niggas 

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 shit about me 

But I'm the type of girl that has to get mine 

Strap to dress with my killer platted nine 

I hear people say love one another 

That's why I give love to the cah money brothers 

Verse four: {mr. ivan} 

Early in my time I used to be the nigga 

The gangsta a lunatic killer and a 

Cocaine slanger 

I'm givin' a lot of love to my niggas that are dead 

Like my nigga 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 ass with 

My hockey mask doin' it real smooth 

Movin' quater keys at speed 

Givin' them motherfuckers 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 motherfucka I was always packin' 

I'm gettin' to old for this delinquent ass shit 

It took some o pp to get me straight 

So I'm able to get them niggas at cah 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 niggas 

Showed me the right direction and pull me from 

Behind the trigger comin' strong up on that ass man 

Cotton killer so I'm bangin' a lot of cash chea! 

In the studio me and my niggas lite a dub 

'cause niggas from the nine cah money 

Givin' much love 

Verse five: {pxmxwx} 

I'm givin' much love for them niggas in the crew 

If you don't like that then nigga fuck you 

I got it goin' on with that five eight "o" 

Much love much respect now let me flow 

Niggas be talkin' bullshit playin' with that hoe shit 

Touch a nut pull a gat 'cause I'm a pull some more shit 

Say what, here I come again the same o'l nigga 

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 nigga 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 

Bitches all up in my shit try'na catch my fuckin' cum 

Boo-koo hot rods on my daisy we used to blow and hit the pool 

Pussy 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 fuck up 

Send a shout out to my fans 

Y'all keep on kickin' that fuckin' 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 nigga 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