Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Nate Dogg - I got love remix ------------------------------------------ [Intro: Nate Dogg (Kurupt)] I got love (Yeah for all yīall unaware) (Kurupt!)Fab-u-lous (Smash through, do whatcha do, and whatcha want to) Gang-sta Nate (Nate Dogg, remix with Bink) (Doin what we wanna...) Young Got-ti [Fabolous] Ok, thatīs right, Ghetto! (F-A-B) With the D-O double G, three foī bubblies Three fo dubs and trees Chinky eyes, B-Low double Gīs Hit three foī clubs and breeze The tree flow double trees Donīt speak, the deez host publicly Dee low rubber knees, ski-oīs double Dīs Donīt know what these broads trouble grief For these roll double Vīs, please no slugs to squeeze (F-A-B) Told you Iīm a rider, but you can thank the green For the gangsta lean, when I roll through in a rider You lookin at a "coast to coast G" I got love, but I still stash the toaster closely We bailin on police rides, cuz Nate Got some sticky so strong you could smell it on the Eastside Please believe it, believe it please You gonī see arms come out, like sleeveless Tīs [Nate Dogg] I got love I got love for, my homies who be rollin with me Play no games Play no games cuz, ainīt nobody playin with me I got love I got love for, my niggaz on my family tree Down with the ghetto, down for whatever If you was down before then you still gonī be down with me [Kurupt] Format ya doormat Stomp and stampede on emcees like doormats (Yeah) Contriceptic, unload and get swallowed like anestheptic Step up and accept it You wanna see the shells shift Wiggle ya torso or make ya bottom or ya hips slip like a slick disc and twist Buster boy Bobby, sockin all yīall is a hobby Got īem loungin in the lobby Automatic tacts automatically cause tragedies and catastrophies Suckers! (I got love) And all the homies round up, throw the pound up Kurupt out to show yīall how to strut like what (I got love) Pros - they adore me, I keep all pros lookin for me Alive to tell this story, and I And who am I, be the agostra Gotti Sinatra sloss sling, soldiers [Nate Dogg] Cap-tain Save Captain Save A, Hooker cuz she hangin on me She canīt hang She canīt hang cuz, I ainīt lookin for a wifey Just in-case Just incase I, better take a weapon with me When these hoes When these hoes get clever, down for whatever If she stress me some more Iīll leave the heffer down in the street [B.R.E.T.T.] (I got love) For chucktailors and Converse Cīmere letīs con-verse, I mean where you heard those words first (I got blunts) .. My niggaz put in hard work Twenty four hours and packs go like front work (I got love) Crips and Bloods, chick whoīll splitīcha mugs Same bitches that strip for bucks (Got no love) For half these dudes spittin Other half donīt live it see.. I talk about it bitch (I got slugs) Play Brutus, Popeye your ass, reach for my spinach You see how Iīm eatin contenders (Iīm grown up) Yīall children, Iīm more original more lyrical, plus dogg.. (I got hugs) For fans wavin they hands, repeatin my sentence My times now, eat when Iīm finished (As for yīall) You?? You oppose no threat Got your chick hollering B.R.E.T.T.! [Nate Dogg] I got love I got game cuz, the game was given to me Say my name Say my name cuz, ainīt nobody tighter than me Give it up Give it up if, you like the way Iīm rockin this beat I donīt know Know nothin better, chasin my cheddar If you ainīt lovin the boy, you ainīt never listened to me