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

An' I ain't here to a soul 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 homey, you gotta let go off Obie

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

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

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

There's a certain mystique when I speak that you
That's sort of 'cause 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 trying to crack and go to sleep

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

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

It's no rumor, I'm 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 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 you for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the

My is crazy in the hood, they holla my name
If it about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain
If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a
Eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce

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

I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with hoe's
I thought Lil' Kim was hot 'til she start fucking with her
I used to listen to 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 hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught Charli to deep throat

I just wanna love you for the rest of my
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, you through the night