Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

[Obie

Niggas im grindin
im still hearin sirens
im still gettin by those lights
only the lights lime, and my on
and my time is none, im writing more
and i aint here to meet a in this business
im here to eat, speak until ho's feel this
and i let ya'll derail me man
i got young coby homie, you gotta let go of
because obie be back(i dont man)
we got craps goin on, and that yack goin 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 till my give out
this is it my niggaz, this what we boast
now im here, so shut your fuckin mouth
and show me love

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

Theres a mystique, when i speak
you notice that sort of unique
cause you know its me, my poetry's
and im the way i flow 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 if what would happen if bush rapped
i bully these so bad, lyrically
it aint funny, i aint even hungry
it aint even money, you cant pay me
for you to me, its cacamamy
you just aint zaney enough, to rock with
my is cockadoodle, my clock is cookoo
i got loose, yeh the whole kit n caboodle
im brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
it, theres no humour in it, no more you know
im rollin with a swollen 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 me too, i roll like a boss
911 porsche, color as cranberry sauce
i aint front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me out, he fucked around with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, right and the tape
now momma in the precinct, hollerin rape
im man, something really wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot till she fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to to lauren hill, and tap my feet
the bitch put out a cd that didnt have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes not to fail
that went buttass for his record to sell
my back are help ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben taught charlie b to deep throat

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