作曲 : Tracy Morrow/Donald Lamont Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bull****tin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain the way I feltToo many years I seen my brothers die And I can't say that **** was really that fly But I used to gangbang when I was younger So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under I never thought I lived to see us chill Crips and Bloods holdin' hands, the **** is ill But I love it, I can't help it Too much death on the streets and we dealt it Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60'sBounty Hunters, 8- Treys, all coolin' out, gee I pray the ****'ll never stop You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O. G.'s got something to give That's love, black on black, that's how they made it And if any busters flip, they get faded L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love I got a lotta love 'cuz you're all my brothers Red or blue, black's the color We got a chance, so we can really sweat the real fools Show those mutha****as the real tools Check the enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.They gotta understand, they beat on a blackman There's gonna be drama, know what I'm sayin'? And if we flip, let's all flip together' Cause I'm prepared, kid, for rough weather And we gotta realize, the boys on the east side You call 'em S-A's, I call 'em allies Because the day that we all unite Watch the pigs get real polite Punk mutha****as gotta learn quick That we ain't takin' no more **** L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Crenshaw Boulevard, Sunday afternoon Folks sittin' on things, mad systems boom The girls are lookin' better The gang truce is on, so you wear whatever At Venice by the ocean Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion There's gangsters all around Still crazy sets, but you just don't clown I pray L.A. can stay this way It's the first summer I can really say I felt cool, we all chilled Went to the park and nobody got killed Now if you got a problem, it's man on man You don't need a gang to solve 'em I seen the greatest thing I seen in my life Two brothers in a straight up fist fight Nobody pulled a gat, nobody jumped in Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got done in L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to my city 'cuz I gotta lotta love Got a lotta love G A T E S, I hope you wear a vest Even after you're out the ****in' office' Cuz we're on a totally different tip **** that pig brutality **** This unity is gettin' to me Every brother on the street is my homie I'm rollin' through a hood that I never been And every brother steps to me as a friend I love it, I love itAnd nothin' in my life will ever be above it We wanna see our kids all grown up We're tired of seein' our hoods get blown up L.A. is a great place Fly girls, **** cars, life at a fast pace But gangbanging was killin' it quick Another child got hit, ******** Pop-pop-pop, 10 on a weekend We was goin' off to deep end But now we got a chance, my friend To mend, and make the colors blend Let's all go out on a picnic, kick **** And squash all the static Last year I lost about five homies This shit is real to me L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love Yo, this is goin' out to all the gangbangers All over South Central, Watts, InglewoodAll over L.A., basically East L.A.You know I'm sayin'? It's basically goin' down Peace to all the Crips and the BloodsVan Ness Boys, Hoovers, Rollin 60's, 83's, Bounty Hunters Yeah and the JungleThis is goin' out to all the brothers over there in WattsYou know what I'm sayin'? Throwin' it up Grape Street, Nutty Blocc, Front Hood And all them ****** out there in ComptonRollin 30s, Harlem, ah yeah Pueblos, Nickerson G's, Peace Inglewood Family, 18th StreetSouth Loc and all the S-A homeboys All the different sets, every set, Crip, Blood What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love You know what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never ends You know I'm sayin'? We can do this
作曲 : Tracy Morrow/Donald Lamont Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bull****tin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain the way I feltToo many years I seen my brothers die And I can't say that **** was really that fly But I used to gangbang when I was younger So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under I never thought I lived to see us chill Crips and Bloods holdin' hands, the **** is ill But I love it, I can't help it Too much death on the streets and we dealt it Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60'sBounty Hunters, 8- Treys, all coolin' out, gee I pray the ****'ll never stop You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O. G.'s got something to give That's love, black on black, that's how they made it And if any busters flip, they get faded L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love I got a lotta love 'cuz you're all my brothers Red or blue, black's the color We got a chance, so we can really sweat the real fools Show those mutha****as the real tools Check the enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.They gotta understand, they beat on a blackman There's gonna be drama, know what I'm sayin'? And if we flip, let's all flip together' Cause I'm prepared, kid, for rough weather And we gotta realize, the boys on the east side You call 'em S-A's, I call 'em allies Because the day that we all unite Watch the pigs get real polite Punk mutha****as gotta learn quick That we ain't takin' no more **** L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Crenshaw Boulevard, Sunday afternoon Folks sittin' on things, mad systems boom The girls are lookin' better The gang truce is on, so you wear whatever At Venice by the ocean Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion There's gangsters all around Still crazy sets, but you just don't clown I pray L.A. can stay this way It's the first summer I can really say I felt cool, we all chilled Went to the park and nobody got killed Now if you got a problem, it's man on man You don't need a gang to solve 'em I seen the greatest thing I seen in my life Two brothers in a straight up fist fight Nobody pulled a gat, nobody jumped in Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got done in L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to my city 'cuz I gotta lotta love Got a lotta love G A T E S, I hope you wear a vest Even after you're out the ****in' office' Cuz we're on a totally different tip **** that pig brutality **** This unity is gettin' to me Every brother on the street is my homie I'm rollin' through a hood that I never been And every brother steps to me as a friend I love it, I love itAnd nothin' in my life will ever be above it We wanna see our kids all grown up We're tired of seein' our hoods get blown up L.A. is a great place Fly girls, **** cars, life at a fast pace But gangbanging was killin' it quick Another child got hit, ******** Pop-pop-pop, 10 on a weekend We was goin' off to deep end But now we got a chance, my friend To mend, and make the colors blend Let's all go out on a picnic, kick **** And squash all the static Last year I lost about five homies This shit is real to me L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love Yo, this is goin' out to all the gangbangers All over South Central, Watts, InglewoodAll over L.A., basically East L.A.You know I'm sayin'? It's basically goin' down Peace to all the Crips and the BloodsVan Ness Boys, Hoovers, Rollin 60's, 83's, Bounty Hunters Yeah and the JungleThis is goin' out to all the brothers over there in WattsYou know what I'm sayin'? Throwin' it up Grape Street, Nutty Blocc, Front Hood And all them ****** out there in ComptonRollin 30s, Harlem, ah yeah Pueblos, Nickerson G's, Peace Inglewood Family, 18th StreetSouth Loc and all the S-A homeboys All the different sets, every set, Crip, Blood What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love You know what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never ends You know I'm sayin'? We can do this
