Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

You see me in the hood
It's I'm doing this man

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

the light's mine and my mic's on
And my time is because I'm writing more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in business
I'm here to eat, speak until hoes feel this
(For sure)

And I let y'all derail me man
I got Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
Obie be back
(Ain't nowhere man)

We got them craps going on and that yak on
Soon as a nigga down back from tourin'
It's whateva, put on the chedda man
But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Lovine

Chase cheese, rhyme my voice give out
This is it my nigga, this what we boast
Now I'm so shut your motherfuckin' mouth
And show me bitch

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

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

There's a certain when I speak
That you that's sorta unique
'Cause you know it's me, my deep
And I'm still matic the way I flow to this

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

I bully these rappers so bad
It ain't even funny, I even hungry
It ain't even money, you pay me enough
For you to me, it's cockamamie

You just Zane enough to rock with Shady
My is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo
I got screws loose, yeah, the whole and Kaboodle'
I'm just brutal, it's no rumor, I'm numero-uno, it

no humor in it no more, you know
I'm rollin' with a bowling ball in my bag
You a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
You better me bitch

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

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

My buzz is crazy in the hood, they my name
If it about the flow
It's about the and the chain
If I was you, I'd me too

I like a bus, 9-11 pulse same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit
Then we find out he round with bow wow bitch
Niggas eatin' popcorn, right, the tape

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

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

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

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

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