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

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

Fresh:]
Now, who the fuck got cars for
hoes and momo's 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, else itches
I don' it, the bubble-eyed GS 300
Anything around me playboy I run it
Bought the Yukon in Houston, a microwave, a fouton
She not white, uh uh, she
on my fingers
Fuckin' R&B
Lexus, Dick slangers
Nuts Hangers, from South
Don
Me a peasant, on
Can you top a, nigga with a candy coated
Move, shake, shove
Ask yourself How You Luv That

Lil Wayne (2x)]
How You Luv
20 Cars on
Nigga, How You Luv
20 in the dome
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 used to play curls now playin' braids
And in my crib I got a elevator fuckin' with these 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 these white 'til I'm dead
I'm gon' ball 'til I fall and spend 20 G's at the mall
And Playboy you could tell me How You Luv
I bought my son a Rolex with and bezzel at nine months
And a Cash medallion with 20 diamonds in each letter son
So peeps this, nigga a got I million dollars worth of cars all on can
you wit' this, that's beautiful
These six tires with Range Rover
Ear rings costin' 15 G's, wit'
Nigga I'm tryin' to put a screen on the hood of the
And put my face on top 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 leather seat
But, for open court charges three time felony on one rap
What the fuck I like choppin' trees and pickin' cotton
I shoot, fuckin' hoes and money clockin'
I'm a Big Tymer ask you could believe that
Play boy nigga tell me How You Luv

[Chorus: Lil (2x)]

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