Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

[Obie

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

X2

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

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

X2
(and all the say)

[50

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

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