Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

1]
[Obie
Ya'll see me in the hood
it's 'cause i'm doing man

Trice]
Nigga's I'm grindin (yeah...)
I'm still those sirens
I'm still gettin by those lights
Only the light's and my mic's on
And my time is none I'm writin more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this
I'm here to eat, speak untill these hoes feel {fo sho...}
and I let yall de-rail me man
I got young coby, homie, you let go of Obie
cause Obie be back (ain't no where man) we got them craps goin on
and yak going on
as a nigga touch down back from tourin,
It's whateva put on the chedda man
but in the
its Jimmy time (fo sho)
chase cheese, rhyme till my give out,(fo sho)
this is it my nigga this what we about
Now I'm so shut your motherfuckin mouth...
And me love bitch..

[{Obie
I wanna love,
for the rest of my life, {I dont you bitch}
I wanna hold you in the mornin
Hold you the night.. {Hahaha}

I just love you,
for the rest of my life {We wanna love alcohol, we love guns}
I wanna hold you in the mornin, {we wanna money}
Hold you thru the night.. {Ha, we dont wanna love though}

2]
[(Eminem)]
There's a certain when I speak,
that you that it's sorta unique,
cause you know me, my poetry's deep,
and i'm still matic the way I to this beat,
you sit still
its like to smoke crack and go to sleep
i'm strap, just any minute I could snap
i'm the equivalent of what would if Bush rapped
I bully rappers so bad lyrically,
it aint even funny, I even hungry,
it even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to me
it's cock-amamie, you just zanie enough to rock with Shady,
my noodle is cock-adoodle, my koo-koo,
I got screws loose, yeahhh, the kitten-kaboodel
im just brutal, its no rumor, i'm uno
it,
there's no in it, no more you know
i'm rollin with a swollen bowlin in my bag,
you a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass..
[Em
you better me, bitch...

I just love, for the rest of my life,
I hold you in the morning,
you through the night..

[Obie
(and all the say)

I wanna love,for the rest of my life,
I hold you in the morning,
you through the night..

3]
[(50 Cent) {Obie
my buzz is crazy in the hood, holla my name,
if it about the flow,
its the stones and the chain,
if I was you, i'd me too,
I roll like a boss, pause same colour as cranberry sauce,
I gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was da bomb
then we out he fuckin round with bow wow bitch
eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape
now shorty momma in the precinct "RAPE!"
i'm convinced man really wrong with these hoe's,
I thought little Kim was hot til she started fuckin wit her nose Damn}
use to listen to Lauren and tap my feet, (Obie Trice)
the bitch put out a CD that did'nt have no beat, (uh-ha)
that boy he determined not to fail,
nigga whipped butt-ass for his record to sell,
my back shot to help hit them high notes,
and Big Ben taught Charlie b to deep throat...