"I Got Love (Remix)" lyrics

[Nate Dogg (Kurupt):]
I got love
(Yeah for all y'all unaware)
(Kurupt!) Fabolous
(Smash through, do what you do, and what you want to)
Gangsta Nate
(Nate Dogg, remix with Bink)
(Doin what we wanna...)
Young Gotti

[Fabolous:]
OK, that's right, Ghetto! (F-A-B)
With the D-O double G, three for bubblies
Three fo dubs and trees
Chinky eyes, B-Low double Gs
Hit three for clubs and breeze
The tree flow double trees
Don't speak to these hoes publicly
Dee low rubber knees, ski-os, double Ds
Don't know what these broads trouble grief
For these roll double Vs, 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 Ts

[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 niggas 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)
Contraceptic, 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 catastrophes
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:]
Captain 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 in case 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 Chuck Tailors and Converse
C'mere let's converse, I mean where you heard those words first
(I got blunts) My niggas put in hard work
Twenty four hours and packs go like clockwork
(I got love) Crips and Bloods, chick who'll split your 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 dog
(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 a pose 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 in love with a whore, you ain't never listened to me