Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On You

[Obie
uh, yeah!
Girl, you my one though aight, haha
You my baby, fuck all shit
the one for me
it out.

[Verse - Trice]
I'm feeling the feelings you giving, I'm feelin your style
And I'm to let my guard down to figure you out
I'm your figure in a swimsuit wiling
in the Caribbean Islands
Cause the vibe you me now
Feels I'm an innocent child
Sinning is never tempting other women's around
Hands down, is my vow
I heard a moan sound so profound
When a digging you out, phone rings
You them motherfuckers out, quit calling the house!
If I call, in route
a drought, you look out
I'm on edge, you put the of your hand on my head and squeeze
believe I ain't scared of commitment
Fuck from them bitches!
When you do the same, but that respect is given
Our intimacy is significantly

- Eminem (Obie Trice)]
You gon for me (you gon ride?)
I'm gon ride for you (I'm gon ride)
If you put your on me (put it on me)
I'm a put my on you
Together there ain't nothing we do (there's nothing)
Any we can see it through (we see it through)
Baby if you promise to be (you promise?)
I will never put my on you
Come on and think it

[Verse - Trice]
We ain't even got to when we see each other
We got it all chalked out when we see each under them covers
You my lover, I'm friend, I'm your man, but I'm sayin
Who a label, we roll hand in hand
of you having my little man
We joke, you call me George
Cause I'm him O number four, me I'm three
Plus the ol' G like the personality, she say it's to be
I'm in the when you pee
She in the bathroom too when a doo doo, you my boo boo
nothing in this world that a nigga wouldn't do to
Satisfy - this my bitch ride
My bitch wit the pistol in the
A nigga act up she busting, she ain't got to
No discussion, she'll put a in a tough niggaz muffin
You're wit her husband

[Verse - Trice]
Come on and about it
You got a ring it
Nothing could ever come or intervene our bondage
Drama we it if we out numbered
I it'll be us against a hundred
Rushing to your side you vomit eating pickles and peanutbutter
Eight months Obie rubbing your stomach
homage to your momma for raising a girl proper
Enough to call O her Father
You ain't gotta bout a deal, I swear I keep it real
Raise young O trill and a decent meal
It's and sealed, you the only female
Hail, my one and only pal come to get me jail
bail and post up for sale
I swore, I swear we will always well
Long as I got my bombshell from the to the hills
Who's gon stop up? nobody! we's deal

[Bridge - (Obie Trice)]
If you gon by me (if you gon stand by me)
Then I'm gon by you (then I'm gon stand by you)
If you promise you'll be
Then I'll put my hands on you (hands down)
But! don't you play me for no (no fool) bitch!
Cause if I put my on you (on you)
After you put your mouth on someone
Better someone else new
Come on and think it

[Outro - Obie
Yeah.. Obie
Shady!