Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

Niggas im grindin
im hearin those sirens
im still gettin chased by those
only the lights lime, and my on
and my time is none, im writing more
and i aint here to meet a soul in this
im here to eat, until these ho's feel this
and i let ya'll derail me man
i got coby homie, you gotta let go of obie
because obie be back(i dont man)
we got them 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 iovine time
chase cheese, rhyme till my 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 rest of my life(i dont you bitch)
i wanna you in the morn'
hold you the night

Theres a mystique, when 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 what would if bush rapped
i bully rappers so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i aint even
it aint money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you just 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, theres no humour in it, no more you
im with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
you a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
you love me, bitch

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(and all the say)

[50

My is crazy in the hood,
they my name
if it aint about the flow its bout the and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll like a
911 porsche, same color as sauce
i aint goin front, i thought r was the shit
let me find out, he around with 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 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
nigga went buttass for his record to sell
my back shots are help ashanti hit them high
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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