Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

Trice]

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

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I wanna love 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 the way i flow to this beat
you sit still
its like trying to crack and go to sleep
im strapped, just any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if would happen if bush rapped
i bully these so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i aint even
it aint even money, you cant pay me
for you to me, its cacamamy
you aint zaney enough, to rock 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
assume it, no humour in it, no more you know
im rollin with a bowling ball in my bag
you need a fag to come and tear a new in my ass
you better love me,

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(and all the say)

[50

My boys is in the hood,
holler my name
if it aint about the flow its bout the and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd me too, i roll like a boss
911 porsche, same color as cranberry
i aint goin front, i thought r kelly was the
let me find out, he around with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, rewinding and the tape
now shorty in the precinct, hollerin rape
im convinced man, really wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot she started fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to listen to 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 buttass for his record to sell
my back are help ashanti hit them high notes
and big ben charlie b moore to deep throat

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