Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

Niggas im still
im hearin those sirens
im still gettin by those lights
the lights lime, and my mics on
and my time is none, because im writing
and i aint here to meet a soul in business
im here to eat, speak until these ho's feel
and i cant let derail me man
i got young coby homie, you let go of obie
because obie be back(i know man)
we got them craps goin on, and that goin on
soon as a nigga touch down, from tourin
its whatever, put that on the man
but in the mean time, its jimmy time
chase cheese, rhyme till my give out
is it my niggaz, this what 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
you through the night

Theres a mystique, when i speak
that you notice that of unique
cause you know its me, my deep
and im stillmatic the way i flow to beat
you cant sit
its like trying to crack and go to sleep
im strapped, just knowin any minute, i could
im the equivelent if what would happen if rapped
i these rappers so bad, lyrically
it aint funny, i aint even hungry
it even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you just aint zaney enough, to 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 more you
im rollin with a swollen bowling in my bag
you a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
you love me, bitch

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(and all the say)

[50

My is crazy in the hood,
they holler my
if it about the flow 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 r kelly was the shit
let me find out, he around with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, rewinding and the tape
now shorty in the precinct, hollerin rape
im convinced man, something really wrong with 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 didnt have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes not to fail
that nigga went for his record to sell
my back shots are help hit them high notes
and big ben taught charlie b to deep throat

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