I Got Love (feat. Fabolous, B.R.E.T.T., Kurupt) (Remix) (Explicit) (Remix|Explicit)
Nate Dogg"I Got Love (feat. Fabolous, B.R.E.T.T., Kurupt) (Remix) (Explicit) (Remix|Explicit)" is a song by Nate Dogg, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:33 long and contains 84 lines and 606 words.
0:00I Got Love- Remix - Nate Dogg (奈特·道格)/Fabolous
0:02I got love
0:07Have you love
0:13Gang sta nate
0:18Young got ti
0:23F A B
0:24With the D O double G three fo' bubblies
0:27Three fo dubs and trees
0:29Chinky eyes B low double G's
0:31Hit three fo' clubs and breeze
0:33The tree flow double trees
0:34Don't speak the deez host publicly
0:36Dee low rubber knees ski O's double D's
0:39Don't know what these broads trouble grief
0:41For these roll double V's please no slugs to squeeze
0:44F A B told you I'm a rider but you can thank the green
0:48For the gangsta lean when I roll through in a rider
0:51You looking at a coast to coast G
0:53I got love but I still stash the toaster closely
0:56We bailing on police rides cuz Nate
0:58Got some sticky so strong you could smell it on the east side
1:02Please believe it believe it please
1:04You gon' see arms come out like sleeveless T's
1:06I got love
1:07I got love for my homies who be rolling with me
1:11Play no games
1:12Play no games cuz ain't nobody playing with me
1:16I got love
1:18I got love for my niggas on my family tree
1:22I got love
1:23Down with the ghetto down for whatever
1:25If you was down before then you still gon' be down with me
1:28Format ya doormat
1:29Stomp and stampede on emcees like doormats yeah
1:32Contriceptic unload and get swallowed like anestheptic
1:36Step up and accept it
1:38You wanna see the shells shift
1:39Wiggle ya torso or make ya bottom or ya hips slip
1:42Like a slick disc and twist
1:44Buster boy bobby socking all y'all is a hobby
1:47Got ''em lounging in the lobby
1:50Automatic tacts automatically cause tragedies and catastrophies
1:53Suckers I got love
1:55And all the homies round up throw the pound up
1:57Kurupt out to show y'all how to strut like what I got love
2:00Pros they adore me I keep all pros looking for me
2:03Alive to tell this story and I
2:06And who am I be the agostra gotti
2:09Sinatra sloss sling soldiers
2:10Captain save
2:11Captain save a er cuz she hanging on me
2:15She can't hang
2:16She can't hang cuz I ain't looking for a wife
2:20Just in case
2:22Just in case I better take a weapon with me
2:26When these hoes
2:27When these hoes get clever down for whatever
2:29If she stress me some more
2:30I'll leave the heffer down in the street
2:32I got love for chucktailors and converse
2:34C'mere let's con verse I mean where you heard those words first
2:37I got blunts my niggas put in hard work
2:39Twenty four hours and packs go like front work
2:42I got love crips and bloods chick who'll split'cha mugs
2:46Same b**ches that strip for bucks
2:47Got no love for half these dudes spitting
2:50Other half don't live it see I talk about it b**ch
2:53I got slugs play Brutus Popeye your a** reach for my spinach
2:57You see how I'm eating contenders
2:58I'm grown up y'all children I'm more original
3:01More lyrical plus dog
3:03I got hugs for fans waving they hands repeating my sentence
3:07My times now eat when I'm finished
3:09As for y'all you you oppose no threat
3:12Got your chick hollering Brett
3:14I got love
3:15I got game cuz the game was given to me
3:19Say my name
3:20Say my name cuz ain't nobody tighter than me
3:24Give it up
3:26Give it up if you like the way I'm rocking this beat
3:30I don't know
3:31Know nothing better chasing my cheddar
3:33If you ain't loving the boy you ain't never listened to me
I Got Love- Remix - Nate Dogg (奈特·道格)/Fabolous I got love Have you love Gang sta nate Young got ti F A B With the D O double G three fo' bubblies Three fo dubs and trees Chinky eyes B low double G's Hit three fo' clubs and breeze The tree flow double trees Don't speak the deez host publicly Dee low rubber knees ski O's double D's Don't know what these broads trouble grief For these roll double V's please no slugs to squeeze F A B told you I'm a rider but you can thank the green For the gangsta lean when I roll through in a rider You looking at a coast to coast G I got love but I still stash the toaster closely We bailing on police rides cuz Nate Got some sticky so strong you could smell it on the east side Please believe it believe it please You gon' see arms come out like sleeveless T's I got love I got love for my homies who be rolling with me Play no games Play no games cuz ain't nobody playing with me I got love I got love for my niggas on my family tree I got love Down with the ghetto down for whatever If you was down before then you still gon' be down with me 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 socking all y'all is a hobby Got ''em lounging 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 y'all how to strut like what I got love Pros they adore me I keep all pros looking for me Alive to tell this story and I And who am I be the agostra gotti Sinatra sloss sling soldiers Captain save Captain save a er cuz she hanging on me She can't hang She can't hang cuz I ain't looking for a wife Just in case Just in case I better take a weapon with me When these hoes When these hoes get clever down for whatever If she stress me some more I'll leave the heffer down in the street I got love for chucktailors and converse C'mere let's con verse I mean where you heard those words first I got blunts my niggas put in hard work Twenty four hours and packs go like front work I got love crips and bloods chick who'll split'cha mugs Same b**ches that strip for bucks Got no love for half these dudes spitting Other half don't live it see I talk about it b**ch I got slugs play Brutus Popeye your a** reach for my spinach You see how I'm eating contenders I'm grown up y'all children I'm more original More lyrical plus dog I got hugs for fans waving they hands repeating my sentence My times now eat when I'm finished As for y'all you you oppose no threat Got your chick hollering Brett I got love I got game cuz the game was given to me Say my name Say my name cuz ain't nobody tighter than me Give it up Give it up if you like the way I'm rocking this beat I don't know Know nothing better chasing my cheddar If you ain't loving the boy you ain't never listened to me
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