Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

You don't see me in the
It's 'cause I'm this man

Niggas, I'm still
(Yeah)
I'm still hearing those
I'm still getting chased by lights

Only the light's and my mic's on
And my is none because I'm writing more
And I here to meet a soul in this business
I'm here to eat, until these hoes feel this
(For sure)

And I can't let derail me man
I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of
'Cause be back
(Ain't goin' man)

We got them going on and that yak going on
Soon as a touch down back from tourin'
whateva, put that on the chedda man
But in the meantime, Jimmy Lovine time

Chase cheese, rhyme till my voice out
This is it my nigga, this we boast about
Now I'm here so shut motherfuckin' mouth
And me love bitch

I wanna love you for the rest of my life
(I love you bitch)
I wanna you in the morning
(Ha)
you through the night
(Ha ha ha)

I wanna love you for the rest of my life
(We wanna alcohol, we wanna love guns)
I wanna hold you in the
(We wanna money)
Hold you through the
(Ha, we don't love bitches though)

There's a certain mystique when I
That you notice that's unique
you know it's me, my poetry's deep
And I'm still matic the way I flow to beat

You can't sit still, it's like tryin' to smoke
And go to sleep, I'm
Just knowing any minute I snap
I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush

I bully these so bad lyrically
It ain't even funny, I even hungry
It ain't even money, you can't pay me
For you to play me, it's

You just ain't Zane enough to with Shady
My is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo
I got screws loose, yeah, the whole 'Kit and
I'm brutal, it's no rumor, I'm numero-uno, assume it

There's no in it no more, you know
I'm with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and a new hole in my ass
You better me bitch

I just love you for the rest of my life
I wanna you in the morning
Hold you through the
(And all the say)

I just wanna love you for the of my life
I wanna you in the morning
Hold you the night

My buzz is crazy in the hood, holla my name
If it ain't about the
It's about the stones and the
If I was you, I'd me too

I roll like a bus, pulse same color as cranberry sauce
I gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit
we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch
Niggas eatin' popcorn, right, the tape

Now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin'
I'm convinced man something wrong with these hoes
I thought Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose
(Goddamn)

Used to listen to Lauren and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a CD didn't have no beats
(Uh, huh)
That boy D'Angelo he determined not to

nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell
My back shot to help hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught B'more to deep throat

I just love you for the rest of my life
I hold you in the morning
(I the burners, the monies, the bunnies)
you through the night
(I just wanna you)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my
I wanna you in the morning
(I just wanna you)
Hold you the night
(Yeah)