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

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

Niggas, I'm still grinding, I hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those
Only the light's and my mic's on
And my is none because I'm writing more

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

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

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

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

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

I'm strapped, it's any minute I could snap
I'm the equivalent of would happen if Bush rapped
I bully rappers so bad lyrically
It ain't even funny, I ain't 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

no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it
There's no humor in it, no more you
I'm rolling a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and tear a new in my ass
You love me, bitch

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

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

I ain't gon' front, I thought R. was the shit
Let me find out he fucking with Bow Wow bitch
eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape
Now shorty mama in the precinct, hollering

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

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

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