Nothin But Love

Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya
Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners

I remember drinkin Hennesey, smokin weed
Fantasize about the things we’d grow to be
Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank

Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank
Shooting craps in the alley til they chased us off
Pour a little for my homies but don’t waste it all
Oooohweee, who popped that coochie best?

On my tattooed chest is where the hoochies rest
Having house parties in a crowded spot

And you can tell it’s hot, they talk loud a lot
Everybody wanna dance when the slow jam come
Lookin dumb, cause you waitin for your chance to hump

Straight grindin, everybody havin fun
And it’s cool til a fool pull a loaded gun
Cause another dude kicked his Bacardi over

He had to act a fool now the party’s over
Gun shots rang like it’s thunder

And everybody bum rushing and I’m rushing to get a number
Says she got a man but she’s lying

Why? I seen her talking to this other guy and..
he’s a dealer so you know she gonna sweat him

I ain’t trippin I just hope he get em, I got nuttin but love

*chorus*

[singers] Ain’t got nuttin but love for ya

[2Pac] I’m down for yours, nuttin but love
(repeat 4X)

I love to go back, to the block I got my game from
Cause uh, old man still drinkin, his breath still stinkin

He’d love to tell ya what he’s thinkin
But I can’t diss him he’s my elder

He been livin here longer what that tell ya?
And little girls playin double dutch

Still blush, cause she don’t get in trouble much
It’s uhh, ponytails and barrettes

I gotta make it back home, before the sun decides to set
And little boys playin stick ball, quick y’all

Get out the street before they hit y’all
And as I reminisce, I think about my ghetto bliss

And wonder how we came to this
I help an old lady across the street, the cost is free

I can’t take what she offers me
And this is how the world could be

This is how the world should be
Feels good to be back on the streets

Cause I know they got love for me, nuttin but love

*chorus*

When I was young I used to want to be a dealer see
Cause the gold and cars they appealed to me

I saw our brothers getting rich slangin crack to folks
And the square’s getting big for these sack of dope

Started thinking bout a plan to get paid myself
So I made myself, raised myself

Til the dealer on the block told me, “That ain’t cool
You ain’t meant to slang crack, you a rapper fool”

I got my game about women from a prostitute
And way back used to rap on the block for loot

I tryed to make my way legit, haha
But it was hard, cause rhymes don’t pay the rent

And uhh, it was funny how I copped out
I couldn’t make it in school, so finally I dropped out

My family on welfare
I’m steady thinking, since don’t nobody else care
I’m out here on my own

At least in jail I have a meal and I wouldn’t be alone
I’m feelin like a waste, tears rollin down my face

Cause my life is filled with hate
Until I looked around me

I saw nothing but family,
straight up down for me
Panthers, Pimps, Pushers and Thugs

Hey yo, that’s my family tree, I got nuttin but love
*chorus repeats for a while w/o 2Pac*

Oaktown — [singers] ain’t got nuttin but love for ya
ain’t got nuttin but love for ya (repeats to fade)