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

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

Niggas, I'm still grinding, I still hearing those
I'm still chased by those 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 soul in this
I'm here to eat, speak these hoe's feel this
And I can't let derail me, man
I got Young homey, you gotta let go off Obie

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

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

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

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

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

You can't pay me enough for you to me
It's cockamamie you ain't zany enough to rock with Shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my coo-coo
I got loose, yea the whole kitten 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 with a bowling ball in my bag
You a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
You love me, bitch

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

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 like a boss
Nine Eleven Porsche same as cranberry sauce

I gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he 'round with Bow Wow bitch
Niggas eating popcorn right, the tape
Now mama in the precinct, hollering rape

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

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

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