snoop dogg – Ain’t No Luv for the Ghetto scritto da admin 21 Gennaio 2016 I got love… I got love… I got love… I got love… I got love – I, got, love, for, my homies who be rollin wit me They know game – play, no, games, cause, ain’t nobody playin wit me I got love – I, got, love, for my niggaz on my family tree I got love – love for the ghetto, down for whatever If you was down before, you gon’ still gon’ be down wit me I got game – I, got, game, cause, the game was given to me Say my name – say, my, name, cause, ain’t nobody tighter than me Give it up – give, it, up, if, you like the way I’m rhymin this beat I don’t know – know nuttin better, chasin my chedder If you in love with a whore — you ain’t never listened to me Wah-ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Wah-ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Wah-ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Wah-ooooh Captain save – cap-tain, save, a, hooker cause she hangin on me She can’t hang – she, can’t, hang, cause I ain’t lookin fo’ a wifey Just in case – just, in, case, I, better take a weapon wit me And these hoes – keep cover, down for whatever If she stress me some more, I have to leave her dead in the street Run me how? Run, me, how? Cause, haters they be all in the mix And they know – where, they, go-in, ain’t gon’ get no better than this Can’t they see? Can’t, they, see, we, ain’t some niggaz they wanna diss? D.P.G. – though I’ll love a trick never, treat a bitch never I told you before, so you better not be fuckin wit me Wah-ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Wah-ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Wah-ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Platinum chains – plat-inum, chains, is, all you ever see on my neck Diamond ring – dia-mond, ring, as, long as I can keep every check All the same – all, the, same, as, long as you don’t ever forget I was taught in the ghetto, wear the tight bellow If she head for the stash, I always got this pistol wit me Cap-tain, say, we, bustin to a hell of a beat Then we came – then, we, came, cause, they base’ll knock you off of your feet Just that deep – just, that, deep, I, betcha we be movin ya feet Voice kinda mellow, place, from the ghetto If you still want some more, go and get the fuckin CD I got love… I got love… I got love… I got love… I got love… I got love…