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 there gon' luv this one ya me

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

Lil Wayne (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 gon' tell me shit ain't changed
When nigga used to play now they playin' braids
And in my crib I got a elevator fuckin' with hoes heads
With alligator cases in my bed
I got a TV so big
Playboy I had to get aproval from the city and the feds
I say fuck white folks 'til I'm dead
Cause I'm gon' ball 'til I fall and 20 G's at the mall
And you could tell me How You Luv That
I bought my son a Rolex with diamonds and bezzel at months
And a Cash Money medallion with 20 in each letter son
So peeps this, nigga a got I million dollars worth of cars all on can
you compete wit' this, that's
six tires with that Range Rover
Ear rings costin' 15 G's, TV's
I'm tryin' to put a screen on the hood 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 white bitches like play me at all times
I got 20 G's to put on they leather
But, for court charges three time felony on one rap sheet
What the fuck I look like choppin' trees and pickin'
When I shoot, hoes and money clockin'
I'm a Big Tymer ask 'Lac you believe that
boy nigga tell me How You Luv That

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]

Baby what you mean Juvenile ain't bout matin'
get yo' mind right and go head with that hatin'
What, you must think these diamonds ain't real or somthin', ha
All of this gon' get me killed for nothin', ha
fuck that I'm gon' ball 'til I fall
From Calton by the levy, to DeGaul
So Baby pop the Crystille, and shine the
Give your cadillac a tool, with 20 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
Your jewelery say you to CMB
Don't hit us cause we niggaz please
You think I'm stuntin' know wait 'til I come back with them ki's
Niggaz fear this, they hate but they don't come near
I don' wrote a song bout bitches you wanna hear this
They say, "Juvenile you you off the heezy"
I got these hoes pussy 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

Lil Wayne (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
that'll [Bling] blind ya
Ha ha, Big
Better act like ya