Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me [DVD] [Live]

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

Niggas, I'm still grinding, I hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by lights
the light's lime and my mic's on
And my time is because I'm writing more

An' I ain't here to meet a in this business
I'm to eat, speak until these hoe's feel this
And I let y'all derail me, man
I got Young Kobe homey, you let go off Obie

Obie be back, we got them craps going on
And that yak going on, soon as a touch down, back from town
forever, put that on the cheddar, man
But in the meantime, it's Iovine time

cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out
This is it my niggas, this we boast about
Now I'm here, so shut your mouth
And me love, bitch

I just wanna you for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you the night
I just love you for the rest of my life
I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night

There's a certain mystique when I speak that you
That's sort of unique you know it's me
My poetry's deep and I'm stillmatic, the way I flow to this
You can't sit still, it's like to smoke crack and go to sleep

I'm strapped, it's known any I could snap
I'm the equivalent of what would if Bush rapped
I bully these so bad lyrically
It even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money

You can't pay me enough for you to me
It's you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's
I got screws loose, yea the whole caboodle, I'm just brutal

It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, it
There's no humor in it, no you know
I'm with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
You better me, bitch

I just love you for the rest of my life
I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night
I just wanna love you for the rest of my
I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the

My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my
If it ain't about the flow, 'bout the stones and the chain
If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll a boss
Nine Porsche same color as cranberry sauce

I ain't gon' front, I R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he 'round with Bow Wow bitch
Niggas popcorn right, rewinding the tape
Now shorty mama in the precinct, rape

I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with these
I thought Lil' Kim was hot she start fucking with her nose
I to listen to Lauryn Hill and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a CD, it didn't no beats

boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail
That nigga went butt-ass, for his to sell
My back shots'll help Ashanti hit them high
And Big Ben Charli B'More to deep throat

I just wanna love you for the of my life
I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night
I just wanna love you for the rest of my
I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you the night