[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 trife    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 a 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...)