Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

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

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

Theres a certain mystique, when i
that you notice that sort of
you know its me, my poetry's deep
and im the way i flow to this beat
you cant sit
its like trying to smoke crack and go to
im strapped, just knowin any minute, i could
im the if what would happen if bush rapped
i bully these rappers so bad,
it aint funny, i aint even hungry
it aint money, you cant pay me enough
for you to me, its cacamamy
you just aint zaney enough, to with shady
my is cockadoodle, my clock is cookoo
i got loose, yeh the whole kit n caboodle
im just brutal, its not rumour, im uno
assume it, no humour in it, no more you know
im rollin with a bowling 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)

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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 like a
911 porsche, same color as sauce
i aint front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me find out, he around with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, right and the tape
now momma in the precinct, hollerin rape
im convinced man, really wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot till she started with her nose(got damn)
i used to to lauren hill, and tap my feet
then the bitch put out a cd that didnt no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes not to fail
that nigga went for his record to sell
my back shots are ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben charlie b moore to deep throat

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