Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

You see me in the hood
It's 'cause I'm 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 I'm writing more
And I ain't here to a soul in this business
I'm here to eat, speak until these feel 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 nowhere man)

We got them craps going on and that yak on
Soon as a nigga down back 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 motherfuckin'
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 the night
(Ha ha ha)

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

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

You can't sit still, it's like tryin' to smoke
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 so bad lyrically
It ain't funny, I ain't even hungry
It ain't money, you can't pay me enough
For you to play me, it's

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

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

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

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

My buzz is crazy in the hood, holla my name
If it ain't about the
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 sauce
I ain't front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit
Then we find out he fucking round with bow wow
Niggas popcorn, right, rewinding the tape

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

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

nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell
My back shot to help hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught Charlie to deep throat

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

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