Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

[Intro Trice]
You dont see me in the
its im doin this man

Trice]

Niggas im still
im still hearin those
im still chased 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 soul in business
im to eat, speak until these ho's feel this
and i cant let derail me man
i got young homie, you gotta let go of obie
because be back(i dont know man)
we got them craps goin on, and that yack on
soon as a nigga down, back from tourin
its whatever, put that on the man
but in the time, its jimmy iovine 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 love

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

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 to smoke crack and go to sleep
im strapped, knowin any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if what would happen if rapped
i bully these so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i aint even
it aint even money, you pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you just aint zaney enough, to rock with
my noodle is cockadoodle, my clock is
i got loose, yeh the whole kit n caboodle
im just brutal, its not rumour, im uno
it, theres no humour in it, no more you know
im rollin with a bowling ball in my bag
you a fag to come 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 my name
if it aint about the its bout the stones and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll like a
911 porsche, color as cranberry sauce
i aint goin front, i thought r was the shit
let me find out, he fucked around bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the
now shorty in the precinct, hollerin rape
im convinced man, really wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot till she fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to listen to lauren hill, and tap my
then the put out a cd that didnt have no beat
boy d'angelo, hes determined not to fail
that went buttass for his record to sell
my back shots are ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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