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

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

Fresh:]
Now, who the fuck got cars for
Crazy hoes and with the 20 inch blades
Me and the Misses, drivin'
The back stabbin' friends (smooch) blowin'
Chrome struck bitches, grain witches
Leather seats, la la look, anything itches
I don' done it, the GS 300
Anything else around me I run it
Bought the Yukon in Houston, a microwave, a fouton
She not white, uh uh, she
Karats on my
R&B Singers
1998 Lexus, Dick
Nuts Hangers, from South
Don
Me a peasant, on
Can you top a, nigga with a candy helicopter
Move, shake, shove
Ask yourself nigga How You Luv

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]
How You Luv
20 Cars on
Nigga, How You Luv
20 show in the
Nigga, How You Luv
20 Hot to bone
Nigga, How You Luv
Brrrr, 20 PrimeCo

Nigga how you tell me that shit ain't changed
When nigga to play curls now they playin' braids
And in my crib I got a elevator fuckin' these hoes heads
With alligator cases 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 folks 'til I'm dead
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 with diamonds and bezzel at nine months
And a Cash Money medallion with 20 diamonds in each son
So peeps this, nigga a got I million worth of cars all on chrome can
you compete wit' this, that's
These six tires with that Rover
Ear rings costin' 15 G's, TV's
Nigga I'm tryin' to put a on the hood of the Humvee
And put my on top nigga can you see me
I got so much money I'll do time
I them white bitches like they play me at all times
I got 20 G's to put on they seat
But, for open court charges three time felony on one rap
What the fuck I look choppin' trees and pickin' cotton
When I shoot, fuckin' hoes and money
I'm a Big ask 'Lac you could believe that
Play boy nigga me How You Luv That

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]

Baby what you mean that ain't bout matin'
Best get yo' mind right and go head with that
What, you must think that diamonds ain't real or somthin', ha
All of shoutin' gon' get me killed for nothin', ha
fuck that I'm gon' ball 'til I fall
From Calton by the levy, to DeGaul
So pop the Crystille, and shine the jewels
Give your cadillac a tool, with 20 L's
Rolex with diamond bezzels with 20 G
My floor shinin' from marble across the canal
In my we make nothin but G's
Your say you belong to CMB
Don't hit us cause we beautiful please
You think I'm stuntin' know just wait 'til I back with them ki's
fear this, they hate but they don't come near this
I don' wrote a song bout bitches you wanna hear this
They say, "Juvenile you you off the heezy"
I got these pussy poppin' tell lil keezy and breezy
Can't you see me in bubble-eye, How You Luv That
you see me in that 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 [Bling] blind ya
Ha ha, Big
Better act ya know