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

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

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

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

Nigga how you gon' tell me that shit ain't
When nigga to play curls now they playin' braids
And in my crib I got a fuckin' with these 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 muthafuckin'
I say fuck these white 'til I'm dead
Cause I'm gon' ball 'til I fall and spend 20 G's at the
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 20 diamonds in each letter son
So peeps this, nigga a got I million dollars worth of cars all on can
you compete wit' this, beautiful
These six tires with that Rover
Ear rings 15 G's, wit' TV's
Nigga I'm tryin' to put a screen on the of the Humvee
And put my face on top can you see me
I got so much money I'll never do
I play white bitches like they play me at all times
I got 20 G's to put on they seat
But, for court charges three time felony on one rap sheet
What the fuck I look like choppin' and pickin' cotton
When I shoot, fuckin' and money clockin'
I'm a Big Tymer ask you could believe that
boy nigga tell me How You Luv That

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]

Baby you mean that Juvenile ain't bout matin'
Best get yo' mind right and go head with that
What, you must think these diamonds ain't real or somthin', ha
All of this shoutin' get me killed for nothin', ha
Nigga fuck that I'm ball 'til I fall
Calton by the levy, to General DeGaul
So pop the Crystille, and shine the jewels
Give cadillac a tool, with 20 inch L's
Rolex with diamond bezzels with 20 G
My shinin' from marble from across the canal
In my position we make but G's
Your jewelery say you to CMB
hit us cause we beautiful niggaz please
You think I'm stuntin' know just wait 'til I come with them ki's
Niggaz fear this, they hate but they come near this
I wrote a song bout these 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 that bubble-eye, How You Luv
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
that'll [Bling] blind ya
Ha ha, Big
act like ya know