Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There's a certain mystique I speak
That you that's sorta unique
'Cause you know me, my poetry's deep
And I'm still 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 happen if Bush rapped

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

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

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

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

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

My buzz is crazy in the hood, 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 same color as cranberry sauce
I gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit
Then we find out he fucking round bow wow bitch
Niggas popcorn, right, rewinding the tape

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

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

That nigga butt-ass for his record to sell
My back shot to help Ashanti hit them notes
And Big Ben taught Charlie 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 the night
(I wanna hold you)

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