Luyện nghe bài hát Young Luv

Fresh out this bitch
Hay in the middle of the don
Super hoe puttin on the freak
Inside the mini mansion had dancin
and the naked bitch you aint
My is 2 percent head
98 percent shaft
long strokin shit
P stands for
While y'all
I'm in the
Diggin her back while hollerin
Candy
a blast of the shit
I got her in the
Pushin her legs she wet too
Perverted niggas do this type of all day
modernize em
Up to my
1996 got ran through
cancel that hoe
She the God well though
Word Up son you know what Im
You know how go though
Caligula style young
actress
Superstar star on the mattress
like Jada Pinkett
I it
The grabbed it
No date raped it
it
Handy Cam
The bitch is me
My dick went
Luv
Scrubbin that with Dove
Potpourri bitches get and mouth plugged
So lady cop, secretaries and
Midtown high hoe with pearl earrings
Bump into a true to life like me
Beat you over the head G
you back to the cage
And let this mobb nigga boo
Train ass
Put it on

Hey Luv
Luv Young Luv

Left it in the
Must have been we love em
Before you consider it
Let me put you on
88 had a vision on rap shit
Not it would happen
Down the road gold
But back
There was one little chick
That I wanted to hit get
The whole
14 my G
me
I had to her
Had a nigga like me Zs
No
Fucked up in the over her physique
Even about goin downtown
I know there's niggas out there that would have felt the way
It was the in me
Actually crossed my mind
Finally and again
We heads
A gesture
Suggested that I was dead a crackhead
Didn't give a nigga real
But it
can I say
I tried to put my little bid and kept
move on
You a man
No matter what it take we're gonna hold the hand
Shufflin
Six years later son it was
The Infamous Mobb
Left you off the Shook Ones
And then funniest thing after a show
I chick
Who didn't give me play in the day
It was all
Hold no grudge her a hug
Whats the drilly
She was you
nah up
You me
Doin my tryin to live
Asked if I was busy could I with her in her crib
No
But we can chill up in the
Payback is a
Once I get it I got her in the telly
E&J dick popped the
Left the hoe with no dough and got jetty
the God boo
You how we do
It's self

But we capable
The turntables you in your own game
Enough
victim caught up in fame's web

Young Luv Luv