Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

1]
[Obie
don't see me in the hood
it's 'cause i'm this man

[Obie
Nigga's I'm still (yeah...)
I'm still those sirens
I'm still gettin chased by those
Only the light's and my mic's on
And my time is because I'm writin more
And I ain't here to meet a in this business
I'm here to eat, speak these hoes feel this {fo sho...}
and I can't let 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
soon as a nigga touch back from tourin,
whateva put that on the chedda man
but in the
its I-Beam time (fo sho)
chase cheese, till my voice give out,(fo sho)
this is it my nigga this what we boast
Now I'm here so your motherfuckin mouth...
And me love bitch..

[{Obie
I just love,
for the rest of my life, {I dont love you
I hold you in the mornin {Ha}
you thru the night.. {Hahaha}

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

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

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

[Obie
(and all the say)

I just wanna love,for the of my life,
I wanna you in the morning,
Hold you the night..

3]
[(50 Cent) {Obie
my buzz is in the hood, they holla my name,
if it aint the flow,
its the stones and the chain,
if I was you, i'd me too,
I roll like a boss, 9-11 pause same as cranberry sauce,
I aint front, I thought R-Kelly was da bomb
then we out he fuckin round with bow wow bitch
nigga's popcorn, right, rewinding the tape
now shorty in the precinct hollar'in "RAPE!"
i'm convinced man something wrong with these hoe's,
I thought little Kim was hot til she started fuckin wit her nose {God
use to listen to Lauren and tap my feet, (Obie Trice)
then the bitch put out a CD that did'nt no beat, (uh-ha)
that boy he determined not to fail,
that nigga whipped butt-ass for his to sell,
my back shot to Ashanti hit them high notes,
and Big Ben Charlie b moore to deep throat...