[Benzino]: 'Zino, uh Young Yellow Old star From Boston to NY We do it for the (Love) Purple haze, Philly blunts, niggas on the corner Semi-auto weapons, with the red scope on it Niggas don't want it, my dawgs we do it for the (Love) Fly bitches, ponytails, jeans fit just right Get brains on the nine o' clock flight That this is for them niggas up in Walpole Norfolk, Nashua, South Bay, shit You know them niggas get (Love) For them Hang Man 3, cause they got love for me I rap for them, they do the same for me I got (love) for them hustlers that be throwin' them dice All my hood rich niggas on the block with ice I got (love) for the deceased that died for the cause For everybody in the jailhouse locked behind bars I got (love) for them ladies in Victoria thongs That ain't afraid to hold me down with the shit go wrong See it's like (love) when I be blazin' up a ounce a hyro Ride through the projects and there's no five-o That's (love) sittin' in the court with a grin on my face Hundred thousand dollars put up so I can beat this case You know that's (love) niggas workin' with the Feds, that's rife Got ya man twenty-five to life motherfucker That be -- (love) --I got -- for the blunt smokers, the wood smokers Dutch smokers, even you green leaf rollers I got (love) for my Timberland boots, Burberry suits Plenty of loot, topless coupes I got (love) for my grandmom's, my little brother For the youth in the struggle, together we'll get tougher (Love) All my niggas get (Love) All my bitches get (Love) Scream (Love) L-O (Love) 'Zino (Love, love) We got (love) for them bastard children Stealin' them buildin's, postin' the block, tryin' to touch million That's (love) For my people, workin' hard at night Run the graveyard shift, gotta get that money, right You know it's (love) when I send my boy commensary A Playboy magazine and picture of Halle Berry That's (love) when I let you hold my nine, bring it back Chicks where you at, you ain't gotta be a diamond stack We got (love) for them baby mama strippers Cause baby dad ain't in the picture, don't worry we there with ya It's all (love) when the 'dro is lit We got everybody laughin', chokin' and shit Now that's (....love) This is for my niggas who ain't here Pour the Remi out, shed light, on incarcerated tears Who got (love) For the Juvi's in detention halls Just hit me collect and I'm exceptin' the call Cause that's (love) From these Boston, Mass bandits Haters can't stand it, and that's exactly how we planned it Show me (love) All my hoods get (love) C'mon All my peoples get (love) (Love, love, love, love) Holla Yo, all my niggas get (love) All my bitches get (love) Show us love (love, love...) Show us love (love, love..) 'Zino (love, love...) Our family get (love) All the world get, show us love (love, love...) Scream (love, love...) Holla (love, love... Show us love (love, love...)