I Got Love Remix Feat Brett Fabolous Kurupt Lyrics

I Got Love Remix Feat Brett Fabolous Kurupt lyrics

Intro: Nate Dogg (Kurupt)] 

  

 I got love 

 (Yeah for all y'all 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, that's right, Ghetto! (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 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 gon' see arms come out, like sleeveless T's 

  

 [Nate Dogg] 

 I got love 

 I got love for, my homies who be rollin with me 

 Play no games 

 Play no games cuz, ain't 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 gon' 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 y'all is a hobby 

 Got 'em 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 y'all 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 can't hang 

 She can't hang cuz, I ain't 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 

 I'll leave the heffer down in the street 

  

 [B.R.E.T.T.] 

 (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 niggaz 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 bitches that strip for bucks 

 (Got no love) For half these dudes spittin 

 Other half don't live it see.. I talk about it bitch 

 (I got slugs) Play Brutus, Popeye your ass, reach for my spinach 

 You see how I'm eatin contenders 

 (I'm grown up) Y'all children, I'm more original 

 more lyrical, plus dogg.. 

 (I got hugs) For fans wavin they hands, repeatin my sentence 

 My times now, eat when I'm finished 

 (As for y'all) 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, ain't nobody tighter than me 

 Give it up 

 Give it up if, you like the way I'm rockin this beat 

 I don't know 

 Know nothin better, chasin my cheddar 

 If you ain't lovin the boy, you ain't never listened to me