Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I bully rappers so bad lyrically
It ain't even funny, I ain't even
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 noodle is cock-a-doodle, my 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 ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and tear a new in my ass
You better me bitch

I wanna love you for the rest of my life
I wanna you in the morning
Hold you the night
(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 is crazy in the hood, they holla 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 pulse same as cranberry sauce
I ain't gonna front, I R-Kelly was tha shit
Then we out he fucking round with bow wow bitch
Niggas eatin' popcorn, right, the tape

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

Used to to Lauren Hill and tap my feet
Then the put out a CD that 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 shot to Ashanti hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught Charlie B'more to deep

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

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