Luyện nghe bài hát I Luv

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What's mine's I love, and I fight, to shove
to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I you with less
It's real love for the that I bless, no quest'

What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to
Hand to hand?, but you can't the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with
It's real love for the mics I bless, no quest

Can't stop the love, I know you sayin' young nigga
Don't get it fucked up 'cause I move them thug niggas
From old, to life we straight sparkin'
Bring light to the nights

Blast, blast, P in your
(M, O)
Make a move and cats might bury ya
Now that your and your fuckin' with thugs
Let me tell your punk ass what I

I love to see motherfuckers, that no love
And start speakin' out a bitch when you catch 'em in the club
I love, a slug cat shut down
And then try to post up they damn near cut his ass down

I love, trying to all parts of the map
On a Ninja, with a big Buddha bitch on a
I love, cats that rap and drip checks
Like your man Lil' Fame, Danze and triple x

What's mine's I love, and I fight, to shove
Hand to hand?, but you stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you less
real love for the mics that I bless, no quest'

Aiyo, you know I love
(What's that?)
It's when motherfuckers
they ass can't get popped at 12 o'clock in the afternoon
I got the balls to come through walls, like
(Boom)

Have an orgasm every time I the fuckin' room
Nah, not yet
(Niggas is gone)
I to see you son of a bitches sweat
I got, son, my shit is prop', son
(I love)

With in the drivin' seat and Freddie Fox ridin' shotgun
is the ultimate
(Stop son)
Somethin' I love is when thugs be my shit
Niggas with heat, niggas that's
(I love, I love)

Niggas regulate the streets
(Sho' nuff)
Mic blessin, and Wessun caressin'
With the Desert Storm
(First family)
The lesson, I if your not ready to ride
On the side, nigga slide

What's mine's I love, and I fight, to shove
to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with
It's love for the mics that I bless, no quest'

I beats that are hardcore, dirty and raw
I love takin' niggas burners when they scared to
I love on my enemies, I love to attack
I love beatin' niggas down when they rhymes is

I love seeing emcees struggle to
Themselves something us real niggas love to hate
It's too late, I my Ninas and I love my, fours
Blowin' through the project doors in, knive wars, nigga

I love the feeling, and the that I get
From, Sam, run the Rolex watch with the begets
I love, how my life was intact without a
How I kept the newest chromes on my

I love the fact that rappers make the dough, without a
Soft niggas, that I stain, like piss in the
I love the fact that I survived the roughest of times
And break the mic when I want, with the of rhymes

It's a luxury to see me
It's so hard, this brutality, feed's a nigga's mentality
I love, you niggas claim to be great
Knowin' your mob ain't never shit, what the fuck is this?

bustin' shots on New York, I get my vest on
Twenty clips in my mic, I get my bless on
Loan soldier standin' on the line, I fear none
Excuses you give me for your lyrics, I hear none

You niggs ain't no real
You Sam Goody ass niggas can't write without down trees
So I love, laughin' at you niggas, you clappin' at me
I split head shot from your man, while he's slappin' at me

I feel the hits from your
Your hollow points a nigga wobble
But, I fall down

Yeah, you see it, come on

What's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the
You to impress, and I leave you with less
real love for the mics that I bless, no quest'

Aiyo, aiyo,
For all them sucka ass niggas that don't know,
I up out the whole
And I got M.O.P. with me, baby, nowhere

You can run nowhere you can hide
(To the life)
hot slugs at both sides
Split your back wide
Niggas the East Side