Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

Niggas im grindin
im still those sirens
im still gettin by those lights
only the lime, and my mics on
and my time is none, because im more
and i aint here to a soul in this business
im here to eat, speak until these feel this
and i cant let ya'll me man
i got coby homie, you gotta let go of obie
because obie be back(i dont man)
we got them craps goin on, and that yack on
soon as a nigga touch down, back from
its whatever, put on the cheddar man
but in the mean time, its jimmy iovine
chase cheese, rhyme my voice give out
this is it my niggaz, this what we boast
now im here, so shut your mother mouth
and show me bitch

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I just wanna ya
for the of my life(i dont love you bitch)
i hold you in the morn'
hold you through the

Theres a certain mystique, i speak
that you notice that of unique
you know its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic the way i flow to this
you cant sit
its trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
im strapped, just knowin any minute, i could
im the equivelent if would happen if bush rapped
i bully rappers so bad, lyrically
it even funny, i aint even 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 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 a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
you better love me,

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(and all the say)

[50

My boys is in the hood,
they holler my
if it aint about the flow its bout the and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll like a
911 porsche, same color as cranberry
i goin front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me find out, he fucked around with bow wow
niggaz eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the
now shorty momma in the precinct, hollerin
im convinced man, something wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot 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 have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes determined not to
that nigga went for his record to sell
my shots are help ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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