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 getting chased by lights

the light's mine and my mic's on
And my is none because I'm writing more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this
I'm here to eat, speak until these 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 craps on and that yak going on
Soon as a nigga touch back from tourin'
It's whateva, put on the chedda man
But in the meantime, it's Jimmy time

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

I just wanna love you for the rest of my
(I don't you bitch)
I hold you in the morning
(Ha)
Hold you the night
(Ha ha ha)

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

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

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

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

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

no humor in it no more, you know
I'm rollin' with a swollen ball in my bag
You need a fag to 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
Hold you through the
(And all the say)

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

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

I roll like a bus, 9-11 same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha
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 really wrong these hoes
I thought Lil' Kim was hot she start fucking with her nose
(Goddamn)

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

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

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 just hold you)

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