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

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

[Manny
Now, who the fuck got cars for
Crazy hoes and momo's with the 20 inch
Me and the Misses, Expeditions
The back stabbin' friends (smooch) blowin'
Chrome struck bitches, wood witches
seats, la la look, anything else 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
on my fingers
Fuckin' R&B
1998 Lexus, Dick
Nuts Hangers, from Americon
Don
Me a peasant, on
Can you top a, nigga with a coated helicopter
Move, shake, that
Ask yourself How You Luv That

Lil Wayne (2x)]
How You Luv
20 on chrome
Nigga, How You Luv
20 show in the
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 to play curls now they playin' braids
And in my crib I got a elevator fuckin' with hoes heads
With pillow cases in my bed
I got a TV so big
Playboy I had to get aproval the city and the muthafuckin' feds
I say fuck these folks 'til I'm dead
I'm gon' ball 'til I fall and spend 20 G's at the mall
And you could tell me How You Luv That
I bought my son a Rolex diamonds and bezzel at nine months
And a Cash Money medallion with 20 diamonds in letter son
So this, nigga a got I million dollars worth of cars all on chrome can
you wit' this, that's beautiful
These six with that Range Rover
Ear rings costin' 15 G's, wit'
Nigga I'm tryin' to put a screen on the of the Humvee
And put my on top nigga can you see me
I got so much money I'll never do
I play them bitches like they play me at all times
I got 20 G's to put on they leather
But, for open court charges time felony on one rap sheet
What the fuck I look like choppin' trees and pickin'
When I shoot, fuckin' and money clockin'
I'm a Big Tymer ask 'Lac you could that
Play boy tell me How You Luv That

Lil Wayne (2x)]

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

[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 ya know