Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There's a certain mystique when I
you notice 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, 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 rappers so bad
It ain't even funny, I even hungry
It even money, you can't pay me enough
For you to play me, it's

You just ain't Zane to rock with Shady
My is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo
I got screws loose, yeah, the '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 bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and a new hole 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 through the
(And all the say)

I just wanna you for the rest of my life
I wanna you in the morning
Hold you the night

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

I roll like a bus, pulse same color as cranberry sauce
I gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit
Then we find out he round with bow wow bitch
eatin' popcorn, right, rewinding the tape

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

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

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

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

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