Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

[Intro Trice]
You dont see me in the
its because im doin man

Trice]

Niggas im grindin
im still hearin sirens
im still gettin chased by those
only the lights lime, and my on
and my time is none, because im more
and i here to meet a soul in this business
im here to eat, speak until these ho's this
and i let ya'll derail me man
i got young coby homie, you let go of obie
obie be back(i dont know man)
we got them craps goin on, and that goin on
soon as a nigga touch down, back from
its whatever, put that on the man
but in the time, its jimmy iovine time
chase cheese, rhyme till my give out
this is it my niggaz, this we boast about
now im here, so shut mother fuckin mouth
and show me bitch

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I just wanna ya
for the rest of my life(i love you bitch)
i wanna hold you in the
you through the night

Theres a mystique, when i speak
that you notice that of unique
cause you its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic the way i to this beat
you sit still
its like trying to smoke and go to sleep
im strapped, just any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if what happen if bush rapped
i these rappers so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i aint hungry
it aint even money, you cant pay me
for you to me, its cacamamy
you just zaney enough, to rock with shady
my is cockadoodle, my clock is cookoo
i got screws loose, yeh the whole kit n
im brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
assume it, theres no humour in it, no you know
im rollin with a swollen ball in my bag
you need a fag to and tear a new hole in my ass
you better me, bitch

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(and all the say)

[50

My is crazy in the hood,
holler my name
if it aint the flow its bout the stones and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll a boss
911 porsche, color as cranberry sauce
i aint front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me find out, he fucked around bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, rewinding and the tape
now momma in the precinct, hollerin rape
im man, something really wrong with these hos
i lil kim was hot till she started fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to to lauren hill, and tap my feet
then the bitch put out a cd that didnt have no
boy d'angelo, hes determined not to fail
that nigga buttass for his record to sell
my shots are help ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben charlie b moore to deep throat

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