Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

[Obie

Niggas im still
im still those sirens
im still gettin chased by lights
only the lights lime, and my on
and my is none, because im writing more
and i aint to meet a soul in this business
im here to eat, speak until these ho's feel
and i cant let derail me man
i got coby homie, you gotta let go of obie
obie be back(i dont know man)
we got them goin on, and that yack goin on
soon as a nigga touch down, from tourin
its whatever, put that on the man
but in the mean time, its jimmy time
cheese, rhyme till my voice give out
this is it my niggaz, this what we boast
now im here, so shut your fuckin mouth
and show me love

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

Theres a certain mystique, when i
that you notice sort of unique
cause you know its me, my poetry's
and im stillmatic the way i to this beat
you sit still
its like trying to smoke crack and go to
im strapped, just knowin any minute, i snap
im the if what would happen if bush rapped
i bully these rappers so bad,
it aint even funny, i even hungry
it aint even money, you pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you just aint zaney enough, to rock with
my is cockadoodle, my clock is cookoo
i got screws loose, yeh the whole kit n
im brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
assume it, theres no humour in it, no 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 me, bitch

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(and all the say)

[50

My is crazy 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 love me too, i roll like a
911 porsche, same color as cranberry
i goin front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me find out, he around with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, right and the tape
now shorty in the precinct, hollerin rape
im convinced man, something really wrong with hos
i lil kim was hot till she started fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to listen to hill, and tap my feet
the bitch put out a cd that didnt have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes determined not to
that nigga went buttass for his to sell
my back shots are help ashanti hit high notes
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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