2 Pac - Nothin' But Love Lyrics
Straight outta oakland, california where we spark it on yaGive a shout out to my partners in the darkest cornersI remember drinkin hennesey, smokin weedFantasize about the things wed grow to beHad a partner named snoop, loved to clown a stankSmoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drankShooting craps in the alley til they chased us offPour a little for my homies but dont waste it allOooohweee, who popped that coochie best?On my tattooed chest is where the hoochies restHaving house parties in a crowded spotAnd you can tell its hot, they talk loud a lotEverybody wanna dance when the slow jam comeLookin dumb, cause you waitin for your chance to humpStraight grindin, everybody havin funAnd its cool til a fool pull a loaded gunCause another dude kicked his bacardi overHe had to act a fool now the partys overGun shots rang like its thunderAnd everybody bum rushing and Im rushing to get a numberSays she got a man but shes lyingWhy? I seen her talking to this other guy and..Hes a dealer so you know she gonna sweat himI aint trippin I just hope he get em, I got nuttin but love(chorus)Singers-Aint got nuttin but love for ya2pac-Im down for yours, nuttin butLove(repeat x4)I love to go back, to the block I got my game fromCause uh, old man still drinkin, his breath still stinkinHed love to tell ya what hes thinkinBut I cant diss him hes my elderHe been livin here longer what that tell ya?And little girls playin double dutchStill blush, cause she dont get in trouble muchIts uhh, ponytails and barrettesI gotta make it back home, before the sun decides to setAnd little boys playin stick ball, quick yallGet out the street before they hit yallAnd as I reminisce, I think about my ghetto blissAnd wonder how we came to thisI help an old lady across the street, the cost is freeI cant take what she offers meAnd this is how the world could beThis is how the world should beFeels good to be back on the streetsCause I know they got love for me, nuttin but love(chorus)When I was young I used to want to be a dealer seeCause the gold and cars they appealed to meI saw our brothers getting rich slangin crack to folksAnd the squares getting big for these sack of dopeStarted thinking bout a plan to get paid myselfSo I made myself, raised myselfTil the dealer on the block told me, that aint coolYou aint meant to slang crack, you a rapper foolI got my game about women from a prostituteAnd way back used to rap on the block for lootI tryed to make my way legit, hahaBut it was hard, cause rhymes dont pay the rentAnd uhh, it was funny how I copped outI couldnt make it in school, so finally I dropped outMy family on welfareIm steady thinking, since dont nobody else careIm out here on my ownAt least in jail I have a meal and I wouldnt be aloneIm feelin like a waste, tears rollin down my faceCause my life is filled with hateUntil I looked around meI saw nothing but family, straight up down for mePanthers, pimps, pushers and thugsHey yo, thats my family tree, I got nuttin but love(chorus - repeats for a while without 2pac)Oaktown --Singers-Aint got nuttin but love for yaAint got nuttin but love for ya (repeats till fade...)
