Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

Niggas im grindin
im still those sirens
im gettin chased by those lights
the lights lime, and my mics on
and my time is none, because im more
and i aint here to a soul in this business
im here to eat, speak until ho's feel this
and i cant let ya'll me man
i got young coby homie, you let go of obie
because obie be back(i know man)
we got craps goin on, and that yack goin on
soon as a touch down, back from tourin
its whatever, put on the cheddar man
but in the mean time, its jimmy time
cheese, rhyme till my voice give out
this is it my niggaz, this we boast about
now im here, so shut your mother fuckin
and show me bitch

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

Theres a certain mystique, i speak
you notice that sort of unique
cause you its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic the way i flow to this
you sit still
its like trying to smoke and go to sleep
im strapped, just knowin any minute, i could
im the equivelent if would happen if bush rapped
i these rappers so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i even hungry
it even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you aint zaney enough, to rock with shady
my noodle is cockadoodle, my is cookoo
i got screws loose, yeh the whole kit n
im just brutal, its not rumour, im uno
assume it, no humour in it, no more you know
im rollin a swollen bowling 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 boys is in the hood,
they holler my
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, same as cranberry sauce
i aint front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me out, he fucked around with bow wow bitch
eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the tape
now shorty momma in the precinct, hollerin
im convinced man, something wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot she started fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i to listen to lauren hill, and tap my feet
then the bitch put out a cd that have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes not to fail
that nigga went buttass for his record to
my back shots are help ashanti hit them high
and big ben taught charlie b moore to deep

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