Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

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

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

the light's mine and my mic's on
And my is none because I'm writing more
And I ain't to meet a soul in this business
I'm to eat, speak until these hoes feel this
(For sure)

And I can't let derail me man
I got Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
'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, it's Lovine time

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

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

I just wanna love you for the rest of my
(We love alcohol, we wanna love guns)
I wanna you in the morning
(We wanna money)
you through the night
(Ha, we wanna love bitches though)

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

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

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

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

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

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

I just love you for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the
you through the night

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

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

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

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

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

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

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