love is real, this love is real Hey, this love is real Hey, they wanna love is real This love is real So real, so real, so real Love is real, this love
With the pride of my Cuban soil Here it can't be found A song in vain [Chorus] Mi casa y su casa - Guantanamo The grass is greener on my side - eh
wives, peep they night lives while you could catch me in a crisp white five dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on my theme song, love and happiness
(real niggas) Green Eyes, Small Shan, Duhan (real niggas) Peace, Tommy, Ron, Keyshawn (real niggas) Herb, Bohound, Crazy (real niggas) Jungle, Horse, Wiz, Bravehearts (real
meal, man that's the way it is Hell never had me, probably couldn't handle me, so I sit and chill Peelin' greens off money stacks, showin' love where love is
a girl After the tears Then clears his throat And continues the song: I love you very much Very, very much you know It is a chain by now That
love her thats all my - Boy Sweet Nae' - Oh Boy But ya mama played ya - Boy Fuck my - Boy Boy Boy She knows how it go, I'ont love them hoes (BIATCH)
want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low in a black rag Sixty-four hmm Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green
whole enchilada My only addiction has to do with a flour tortilla I need a quesadilla I love to stuff my face with tacos al carbon With my friends, or
a blue Ruger, who you lookin at? 600 whale, steel color, Brazil love us Y'all niggaz is fake - all y'all do is steal from us Remember this line, I'm that
the whole enchilada My only addiction has to do with a flour tortilla I need a quesadilla I love to stuff my face with tacos al carbAn With my friends
gangsters Because getting money is what they do best Hard to fight like I ever did like Al Capone Gangsters is bosses K-Town is the motherfucking hood The Rock is
this is fictitious I'ma live for this and I'ma die for this Eye for eye for this, flip a pie for this This shit is love and hate, niggaz love to hate
into this My dad and a couple of my friends, they played instruments And when we used to roll to school at 16 We bumped shit like Bobby Womack and Al Green
, a blue ruger, who you lookin' at? Six hundred whale, steel color, Brazil love us Y'all niggaz is fake, all y'all do is steal from us Remember this line
I can't believe that it's real, the way that you make me feel. A burning deep down inside, a love that I cannot hide. Our love is you and me baby, that
? Got that, got plenty, I got you Do ya say? Play some slow ones Got that Sade, Al Green and Marvin Gaye too To love you gently Let me love you gently
at you Even though your with the misses, she thinks your delicious It's something that this blue sky does Green grass, enough Bud, it's summer-time love
