Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

Niggas im still
im still hearin sirens
im still gettin chased by lights
the lights lime, and my mics on
and my time is none, because im writing
and i aint here to a soul in this business
im here to eat, speak these ho's feel this
and i cant let derail me man
i got coby homie, you gotta let go of obie
obie 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 on the cheddar man
but in the mean time, its iovine time
chase cheese, rhyme till my give out
this is it my niggaz, this we boast about
now im here, so shut your mother mouth
and show me bitch

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

Theres a certain mystique, when i
that you notice that sort of
cause you its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic the way i to this beat
you cant sit
its trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
im strapped, just knowin any minute, i snap
im the equivelent if what would happen if bush
i bully these rappers so bad,
it aint even funny, i aint hungry
it aint money, you cant 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 kit n caboodle
im brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
assume it, theres no humour in it, no more you
im rollin with a swollen bowling in my bag
you need a fag to come and tear a new in my ass
you better love me,

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(and all the say)

[50

My is crazy 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 like a boss
911 porsche, color as cranberry sauce
i aint goin front, i thought r kelly was the
let me out, he fucked around with bow wow bitch
eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the tape
now shorty momma in the precinct, rape
im convinced man, something really wrong these hos
i thought lil kim was hot she started fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to listen to lauren hill, and tap my
then the put out a cd that didnt have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes determined not to
nigga went buttass for his record to sell
my back shots are ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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