Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

Niggas im grindin
im still hearin those
im still chased by those lights
only the lights lime, and my on
and my time is none, because im more
and i aint to meet a soul in this business
im here to eat, speak until these ho's feel
and i let ya'll derail me man
i got young coby homie, you gotta let go of
because obie be back(i dont man)
we got them craps goin on, and that yack on
as a nigga touch down, back from tourin
its whatever, put on the cheddar man
but in the mean time, its jimmy iovine
chase cheese, till my voice give out
this is it my niggaz, this what we boast
now im here, so shut your mother mouth
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'
hold you through the

Theres a certain mystique, when i
that you notice that sort of
you know its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic the way i flow to this
you cant sit
its like trying to smoke crack and go to
im strapped, knowin any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if what would if bush rapped
i these rappers so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i aint hungry
it aint money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you just aint zaney enough, to with shady
my noodle is cockadoodle, my clock is
i got screws loose, yeh the kit n caboodle
im brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
it, theres no humour in it, no more you know
im rollin with a swollen bowling in my bag
you need a fag to come and tear a new in my ass
you better me, bitch

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(and all the say)

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My is crazy in the hood,
they holler my
if it aint the flow its bout the stones and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd love me too, i like a boss
911 porsche, same color as sauce
i aint front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me find out, he fucked around bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the
now shorty momma in the precinct, rape
im convinced man, really wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot till she started with her nose(got damn)
i used to to lauren hill, and tap my feet
then the bitch put out a cd didnt have no beat
boy d'angelo, hes determined not to fail
that nigga went for his record to sell
my back are help ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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