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

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

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

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]
How You Luv
20 on chrome
Nigga, How You Luv
20 in the dome
Nigga, How You Luv
20 Hot to bone
Nigga, How You Luv
Brrrr, 20 phones

Nigga how you tell me that shit ain't changed
When nigga used to play curls now they braids
And in my I got a elevator fuckin' with these hoes heads
alligator pillow cases in my bed
I got a TV so big
Playboy I had to get aproval from the city and the muthafuckin'
I say fuck white folks 'til I'm dead
Cause I'm gon' 'til 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 bezzel at nine
And a Cash Money medallion with 20 in each letter son
So peeps this, nigga a got I million dollars of cars all on chrome can
you compete this, that's beautiful
These six tires with that 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 on top nigga can you see me
I got so much money I'll do time
I play them white bitches like they play me at all
I got 20 G's to put on they seat
But, for open court charges three time felony on one rap
the fuck I look like choppin' trees and pickin' cotton
When I shoot, fuckin' hoes and money
I'm a Big Tymer ask 'Lac you could that
Play boy nigga me How You Luv That

Lil Wayne (2x)]

Baby what you mean that Juvenile bout matin'
Best get yo' mind right and go head with hatin'
What, you must think that these diamonds real or somthin', ha
All of shoutin' gon' get me killed for nothin', ha
Nigga fuck that I'm ball 'til I fall
From Calton by the levy, to General
So pop the Crystille, and shine the jewels
Give your a tool, with 20 inch L's
Rolex diamond bezzels with 20 G cells
My floor shinin' marble from across the canal
In my position we nothin but G's
jewelery say you belong to CMB
Don't hit us we beautiful niggaz please
You think I'm stuntin' know just wait 'til I come with them ki's
Niggaz fear this, hate but they don't 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 pussy poppin' 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 that'll [Bling] ya
Ha ha, Big
Better act like ya