Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On You

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

[Verse - Trice]
Baby I'm feeling the feelings you giving, I'm feelin style
And I'm willing to let my down to figure you out
I'm picturing figure in a swimsuit wiling
Somewhere in the Caribbean
Cause the vibe you me now
like I'm an innocent child
Sinning is never tempting other women's around
down, this is my vow
I never heard a moan so profound
When a nigga's you out, phone rings
You them motherfuckers out, quit calling the house!
If I call, you're in
a drought, you look out
I'm on edge, you put the palm of your hand on my and squeeze
Please believe I ain't of commitment
Fuck head them bitches!
When you could do the same, but respect is given
Our intimacy is different

- Eminem (Obie Trice)]
You gon for me (you gon ride?)
Then I'm gon for you (I'm gon ride)
If you put your on me (put it on me)
I'm a put my on you
there ain't nothing we can't do (there's nothing)
Any we can see it through (we see it through)
Baby if you to be true (you promise?)
I will put my hands on you
Come on and about it

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

[Verse - Obie
Come on and about it
You got a ring it
Nothing could ever between 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 later Obie your stomach
Paying homage to your momma for a girl proper
Enough to call O her Baby
You ain't gotta bother bout a deal, I swear I it real
Raise young O and cook a decent meal
It's signed and sealed, you the only
Hail, my one and pal come to get me outta jail
Post bail and up for sale
I swore, I swear we will live well
Long as I got my bombshell the hood to the hills
gon stop up? nobody! we's that deal

[Bridge - (Obie Trice)]
If you gon stand by me (if you gon by me)
Then I'm gon stand by you (then I'm gon by you)
If you promise be true
I'll never put my hands on you (hands down)
But! you play me for no fool (no fool) bitch!
Cause if I put my on you (on you)
After you put your on someone else
Better someone else new
Come on and about it

[Outro - Trice]
Yeah.. Obie
Shady!