Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

[Obie

im still grindin
im still hearin sirens
im gettin chased by those lights
the lights lime, and my mics on
and my time is none, 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 let go of obie
because obie be back(i dont man)
we got them craps goin on, and that goin on
soon as a nigga touch down, back tourin
its whatever, put that on the man
but in the mean time, its iovine time
chase cheese, rhyme till my voice out
this is it my niggaz, this what we about
now im here, so shut your mother mouth
and show me love

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

Theres a certain mystique, when i
that you that sort of unique
you know its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic the way i to this beat
you sit still
its like trying to crack and go to sleep
im strapped, just any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if 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 enough, to rock with shady
my is cockadoodle, my clock 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 you know
im rollin a swollen bowling ball in my bag
you need a fag to and tear a new hole in my ass
you better love me,

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(and all the say)

[50

My is crazy in the hood,
they my name
if it aint about the its bout the stones 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 was the shit
let me find out, he fucked with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the
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 put out a cd that didnt have 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 taught charlie b to deep throat

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