Love`s Gonna Get`cha (material Love) Lyrics

Love`s Gonna Get`cha (material Love) lyrics

You know, that's why man I've been telling

You all the time man, you know love

That word love is a very serious thing

And if you don't watch out, I tell ya that

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)



Because a lot of people out here say

I love my car or I love my chain or or

I'm just in love with that girl over there



So far all the people out there

That fall in love with material items

We gonna bump the beat

A lil' something like this



I'm in junior high with a B plus grade

At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade

I walk from school to my mom's apartment

I gotta tell the suckers everyday, "Don't start it"



'Cause where I'm at if your soft your lost

To say on course means to roll with force

A boy named Rob is chillin' in a Benz

In front of my building with the rest of his friends



I give him a pound, oh, I mean I shake his hand

He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man

I go upstair and hug my mother

Kiss my sister, and punch my brother



I sit down on my bed to watch some TV

Do my ears deceive me?

Nope, that's the fourth time this week

Another fast brother shot dead in the street



The very next day while I'm off to class

My mom goes to work cold busting her ass

My sisters cute but she got no gear

I got three pairs of pants and with my brother I share



See there in school, see I'm made a fool

With one and a half pair of pant, you ain't cool

But there's no dollars for nothing else

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf



Every day I see my mother struggling

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin'

I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob



So here comes Rob, he's cold and shivery

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery

I do it once, I do it twice

Now there's steak with the beans and rice



My mother's nervous but she knows the deal

My sister's gear now has sex appeal

My brother's my partner and we're getting paper

Three months later we run our own caper



My family's happy everything is new

Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

That's why

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)



You fall in love with your chain

You fall in love with your car

Love's gonna sneak right up and snuff you from behind

So I want you to check the story out as we go down the line



Money's flowing, everything is fine

Got myself an Uzi and my brother a nine

Business is boomin', everything is cool

I pull about a G a week, fuck school



A year goes by and I begin to grow

Not in height but juice and cash flow

I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV

'Cause now I got other people working for me



I got a 55 inch television you know

And every once in awhile I hear 'Just say no'

Or the other commercial I love

Is when they say, this is your brain on drugs



I pick up my remote control and just turn

'Cause with that bullshit I'm not concerned

See me and my brother jump in the BM

Driving around our territory again



I stop at the light like a superstar

And automatic weapons cold sprayed my car

I hit the accelerator scared as shit

And drove one block to find my brother was hit

He wasn't dead but the blood was pouring

And all I could think about was war and



Later I found that it was Rob and his crew

Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

You know that's why

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)



That word love is very very serious

Very addictive, my brothers out of it

But I'm still in it

On top of that I'm in it to win it



I can't believe that Rob would diss me

That faggot, that punk, he's soft a sissy

I'm driving around now with three of my guys

The war is on and I'm on the rise



We rolled right up to his favorite hang out

Said, "Hello", and then the bullets rang out

Some fired back so we took cover

And all I could think about was my brother



Rob jumped up and began to run

Busting shots hoping to hit someone

So I just stopped, and let off three shots

Two hit him and one hit a cop



I threw the gun down and began to shout

"Come on I got him, it's time to break out"

But as we ran there were the boys in blue

Pointing their guns at my four man crew



They shot down one, they shot down two

Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)

(Love's gonna get you)



You know a lot of people believe

That that word love is real soft

But when you use it in your vocabulary

Like your addicted to it, it sneaks right up

And takes you right out



So, for future reference remember

It's alright to like or want a material item

But when you fall in love with it

And you start scheming and carryin' on for it

Just remember, it's gonna get'cha