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Luv Collection: Hot Luv (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Luv Collection: Movie Luv (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Luv Collection: Real Luv (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Luv Collection: Smooth Luv (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Luv Me Luv Me (Pepita) · Damn Damn Leash [UK] (Be Your Own Pet) · Damn Damn Leash [US] (Be Your Own Pet) · Like Damn (DJ Blackskin) · People Like People Like People Like Us [Bonus Tracks] (Backyard Babies) · People Like People Like People Like Us [1 Bonus Track] (Backyard Babies) – and 90 other albums »


(Kool Keith)
Well I'm first to rock, Moe Luv's the disc jock
By my side and wit the mix
?Clyde? scratches, mathces, all cuts combine
The faster
that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), mmm, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), at five o'clock in the morning
(great stuff, luv
To accept charges, press five now

Well, 1-luv, oh
1-luv, well, well, well, well
1-luv, oh
1-luv, well, well, well, well, well

Remember that game Fat Bank
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]

Shit ain't really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We ain't living like we should but I luv da hood
But
Once upon a time not long ago
4 way befo da dayz I wuz known 2 flow
I wuz showin str8 luv in da beach
Hugz frum da freaks
Even by tha thugz wit
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]

Shit ain't really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We ain't living like we should but I luv da hood
But
melon busted for a stare
Luv pumpin through the heart, flowin through the veins
Pop a mutha fucka like it ain't no thang
Blood shoot eyes from pufin
I luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
I luv I Luv I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you

I luv I I I I Luv you
I I I I I Luv you
damn unbelievable

[Chorus]
In Case I ain't said it babe
U make me happy babe
In every single way
Your unbelievable
The things u do
Tymes it by 2
I luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
I luv I Luv I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you

I luv I I I I Luv you
I I I I I Luv you
we are, we are
Too Damn Hype
One and ehm
And two ehm

Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic
Cleveland

Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or do this like punks and punk
Cleveland

Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
I luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
I luv I Luv I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you

I luv I I I I Luv you
I I I I I Luv you
I luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
I luv I Luv I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you
III...I..I..I Luv you

I luv I I I I Luv you
I I I I I Luv you
2Pac: 
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga? Put your muthafuckin' hands on your 
strap, nigga. Thug luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like 
gangstas and slug
L.B.C. like
(I luv it!) We do the damn thang all night, better yet fo' life

I luv it! We keepin that shit G
'Cause that's all I see
I luv it!

We
to put clothes on my back
And I don't give a fuck because the thug is in my blood
A there's a reason why I give my neighbor so much luv
My sister always
punched right in the stomach
Summer came looking for blood
And by autumn, I was left with nothing

It took a whole damn year to repair my body
It took
Cleveland

Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
Cleveland

Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
me, it ain't hard to see this
Fi-I-I-ire

	[Neb Luv]
Blaze like inferno, injure internal
Damn right, Neb and Lyte crew will hurt you
Suffocate
See the faulty now 
See the dawn 
See clear 
Five six it's gonna be narrow 
By written law
For right of hollow form
By thy all night
Figure
(Damn)
I'm on the south side, you on the outside
Five minutes get to Popeyes
Trap house had a rottweiler
All this weed like a bonfire
I'mma 3rd strike