Luyện nghe bài hát How U Luv That (vol2 Version)

Aw, man
Man I need this one here man
It's gon' be so
I everyone out there gon' luv this one ya heard me

[Manny
Now, who the got cars for days
Crazy hoes and momo's the 20 inch blades
Me and the Misses, Expeditions
The back friends (smooch) blowin' kisses
Chrome struck bitches, grain witches
seats, la la look, anything else itches
I don' it, the bubble-eyed GS 300
Anything around me playboy I run it
Bought the black Yukon in Houston, a microwave, a
She not white, uh uh, she
Karats on my
Fuckin' R&B
Lexus, Dick slangers
Nuts Hangers, South Americon
Don
Me a peasant, on
Can you top a, nigga with a candy helicopter
Move, shake, shove
Ask yourself nigga How You Luv

Lil Wayne (2x)]
How You Luv
20 Cars on
Nigga, How You Luv
20 show in the
Nigga, How You Luv
20 Hot Girls to
Nigga, How You Luv
Brrrr, 20 phones

Nigga how you gon' me that shit ain't changed
When nigga used to play curls now playin' braids
And in my crib I got a elevator fuckin' with these hoes
With alligator pillow in my bed
I got a TV so big
Playboy I had to get from the city and the muthafuckin' feds
I say fuck these white folks 'til I'm
Cause I'm gon' ball I fall and spend 20 G's at the mall
And Playboy you tell me How You Luv That
I bought my son a Rolex with diamonds and at nine months
And a Cash medallion with 20 diamonds in each letter son
So this, nigga a got I million dollars worth of cars all on chrome can
you compete this, that's beautiful
These six with that Range Rover
Ear costin' 15 G's, wit' TV's
Nigga I'm tryin' to put a on the hood of the Humvee
And put my face on top can you see me
I got so much money I'll do time
I play them white bitches they play me at all times
I got 20 G's to put on leather seat
But, for open court charges time felony on one rap sheet
What the fuck I like choppin' trees and pickin' cotton
When I shoot, fuckin' hoes and clockin'
I'm a Big ask 'Lac you could believe that
Play boy tell me How You Luv That

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]

Baby what you mean that Juvenile bout matin'
Best get yo' mind right and go head that hatin'
What, you must think that these diamonds ain't or somthin', ha
All of shoutin' gon' get me killed for nothin', ha
Nigga that I'm gon' ball 'til I fall
From by the levy, to General DeGaul
So pop the Crystille, and shine the jewels
your cadillac a tool, with 20 inch L's
Rolex with bezzels with 20 G cells
My floor from marble from across the canal
In my position we make but G's
jewelery say you belong to CMB
Don't hit us cause we beautiful niggaz
You think I'm stuntin' know just wait I come back with them ki's
Niggaz fear this, they hate but they come near this
I don' wrote a song bout bitches you wanna hear this
say, "Juvenile you muthafucka you off the heezy"
I got these hoes poppin' tell lil keezy and breezy
you see me in that bubble-eye, How You Luv That
Can't you see me in BMW-ah, How You Luv That

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]

Wha, How You Luv
Wha, How You Luv
Wha, How You Luv
Wha, How You Luv
Wha, How You Luv
Nigga, How You Luv
Wha wha, Brrr, How You Luv
Ha ha, Big
Diamonds that'll [Bling] ya
Ha ha, Big
Better act like ya