Prhyme

Gotta Love It
You gotta love it Look around you, nobody quite do it like we does it And nah, we don't need no labels to supply the budget Haters should stop it, the angels guide us like God is hovered Uh, you gotta love it All we need to keep this shit goin's the soul of Guru The black ice in the Rollie lookin' like a frozen Yoo-hoo Now who knew a nigga like me was fit for rock and roll You went against me, you lose, now sit and watch the show Like Hulu, I used to dream about leavin' the block Off honest MCin', man, fuck all this drama I'm seein' Believe it or not, the scoundrels, skeezers and thots It all goes down in the DM, even your stock You gotta love it, bitches after me, hassle me by the dozen If she can't have me, she ask do I got a brother I'm pretty so niggas judge me as if I'm not as gutter But if I feel threatened I'ma definitely make a promise of it I don't need nothin', Preme it's time to cut it But nowadays I be pressed for time 'cause I'm climbin' up this Ladder, I started my company, now I'm signin' others To remind me of when y'all ain't want me, you gotta love it You ain't got to like it, spit it out after you bite it Won't stand near me wishing that lightning would strike it But you've gotta love it Love it Letras de cancionesYou can't just ignore it, try to get medicine for it But admit it, it's a very catchy chorus And you've gotta love it Oh, love it And it's all for hip-hop, and we all together I'm in Brooklyn with Talib in the book store With Macklemore in the thrift shop And I'm sober, yes, success the only thing causes this high The rise and fall of the good guy, slash good fly Man you've gotta love this shit Man I'm just out here tryna follow my dreams, fool I'm just out here inside of my olive-green coupe I'm just out here with the next top model tryna swallow my gene pool My entire gene pool We under fire, it's time to get rid of the tension between you And I, and unify, even if we ain't cool Shit, it's 'bout love at this point What's the use of thugs and drugs at this point? It's just them killin' us and us killin' us at this point, huh And it was over nothin', just ran him down and slugged him I'm goin' out on a limb, tell Danny Brown I love him Big Sean, I'm behind you, no matter what you do They gon' have to fuck with me if they decide to fuck with you Prolly wouldn't have survived the business if it wasn't for Kino Shout out to Ro and Rick, Dro and [?] Clear Soul Forces, shout out to [?] Here to get paid, not owe, but to get Os to go in the end Shout out to Fat 5 and Marv 1, Porter, Twin Shout out to Tricky, Dove, Oba Rowland D Twizzy, Deezy and Dub If anybody sees Obie Trice, make sure you let him know that when he sees me, it's love I learned early, never go to sleep with a grudge And how easy it is to speak things into the streets and some blood Shout out to Roc, Tiara, I know your career's gon' see numbers right out the box Right on, shout out to [?] Me and Denaun, wish there was more time to fly out and bond But, maybe some other time I just need to make sure that my mother's fine I just need to make sure my baby stay rich Not poor, stay spore, stay color blind Love, love And if you comin' at me with hate, you can't have my rebuttal I'm too busy makin' sure Ashley straight I just need to make sure I keep my nigga Chav out of trouble I just pray that Icewear Vezzo and Peezy stay in them dopeboy rocks DBCO and dopeboy drops in memory of Dopeboy Rock Been payin' my dues so long feel like niggas owe me Get Nas on the phone, how can I help out with my nigga Bodie? You ain't got to like it, spit it out after you bite it Won't stand near me wishing that lightning would strike it But you've gotta love it Love it You can't just ignore it, try to get medicine for it But admit it, it's a very catchy chorus And you've gotta love it Oh, love it For love Kid Visc, I love you For love [?] For love Love From Letras Mania