Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Wanna Love U (Give it 2 Me)

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Hov!
Uh huh,
You, are, not,
Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, Hova

I'm a hustler (I'm a hustler)
I just you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (It where I been)
But where I'm to go (Top of the world!)
Now I just wanna love you (just love you)
But be who I am (you you love me)
And with all this (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget man
Now it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

When the Remi's in the system, no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them,
off Crist', mami on E
Can't keep her little hands off me
in the club, high, singing off key
"And I wish I met her at all"
It gets better, ordered another
It's, about, to go,
Got six chicks, six bottles of Crist'
Belvederes, got weed everywhere
What do you say, me, you, and your glasses
Go private where we can discuss fashion
Like, Prada blouse, bra
Filth jeans, take that off

it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for
Let's keep it real ma, you savin' it for
You see how far I'm a go
How, much spend but you already know
Zip, zero, stingy dinero
Might buy you Crist', but about it
Might light your wrist, but about it
Fuck it, I might wife you and buy you whips
Ma, but you really gotta ride nice
Know how to work hips and your head's priceless
Profess you the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you like the Neptune sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to
love me long time like 2Pac's soul
Only way to roll, and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way me, c'mon

it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
I said it to me
Gimme that funk, sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a baby (uh, Hov')
I just want you to (Hov')
It where I been
But I'm bout to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you me)
And with all cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll your man

Yeah, yeah,
Same song, I'm back, been around the
Ro-mancing that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club
The Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in
Can't me, why would you want to
You need me, why you try me
you want to, believe me, Hov'!

it to me
Gimme funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff
I give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that stuff
But bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, gushi stuff

You gotta,
it to me
Uh, uh huh