Nothin But Love Lyrics

Nothin But Love

Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya
Give a shout out
to my partners in the darkest corners
I remember drinkin Hennesey, smokin
weed
Fantasize about the things we'd grow to be
Had a partner named
Snoop, loved to clown a stank
Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a
drank
Shooting craps in the alley til they chased us off
Pour a little
for my homies but don't waste it all
Oooohweee, who popped that coochie
best?
On my tattooed chest is where the hoochies rest
Having house
parties in a crowded spot
And you can tell it's hot, they talk loud a
lot
Everybody wanna dance when the slow jam come
Lookin dumb, cause you
waitin for your chance to hump
Straight grindin, everybody havin fun
And
it's cool til a fool pull a loaded gun
Cause another dude kicked his Bacardi
over
He had to act a fool now the party's over
Gun shots rang like it's
thunder
And everybody bum rushing and I'm rushing to get a number
Says
she got a man but she's lying
Why? I seen her talking to this other guy
and..
he's a dealer so you know she gonna sweat him
I ain't trippin I
just hope he get em, I got nuttin but love
*chorus*
[singers] Ain't got
nuttin but love for ya
[2Pac] I'm down for yours, nuttin but love
(repeat
4X)
I love to go back, to the block I got my game from
Cause uh, old man
still drinkin, his breath still stinkin
He'd love to tell ya what he's
thinkin
But I can't diss him he's my elder
He been livin here longer what
that tell ya?
And little girls playin double dutch
Still blush, cause she
don't get in trouble much
It's uhh, ponytails and barrettes
I gotta make
it back home, before the sun decides to set
And little boys playin stick
ball, quick y'all
Get out the street before they hit y'all
And as I
reminisce, I think about my ghetto bliss
And wonder how we came to this
I
help an old lady across the street, the cost is free
I can't take what she
offers me
And this is how the world could be
This is how the world should
be
Feels good to be back on the streets
Cause I know they got love for
me, nuttin but love
*chorus*
When I was young I used to want to be a
dealer see
Cause the gold and cars they appealed to me
I saw our brothers
getting rich slangin crack to folks
And the square's getting big for these
sack of dope
Started thinking bout a plan to get paid myself
So I made
myself, raised myself
Til the dealer on the block told me, "That ain't
cool
You ain't meant to slang crack, you a rapper fool"
I got my game
about women from a prostitute
And way back used to rap on the block for
loot
I tryed to make my way legit, haha
But it was hard, cause rhymes
don't pay the rent
And uhh, it was funny how I copped out
I couldn't make
it in school, so finally I dropped out
My family on welfare
I'm steady
thinking, since don't nobody else care
I'm out here on my own
At least in
jail I have a meal and I wouldn't be alone
I'm feelin like a waste, tears
rollin down my face
Cause my life is filled with hate
Until I looked
around me
I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me
Panthers,
Pimps, Pushers and Thugs
Hey yo, that's my family tree, I got nuttin but
love
*chorus repeats for a while w/o 2Pac*
Oaktown -- [singers] ain't got
nuttin but love for ya
ain't got nuttin but love for ya (repeats to fade)