Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

[Intro Trice]
You dont see me in the
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 business
im to eat, speak until these ho's feel this
and i cant let derail me man
i got young coby homie, you gotta let go of
because be back(i dont know man)
we got them craps on, and that yack goin 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 what we about
now im here, so shut mother fuckin mouth
and show me bitch

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I just love ya
for the of my life(i dont love you bitch)
i wanna hold you in the
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 stillmatic the way i flow to beat
you cant sit
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 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 loose, yeh the whole kit n caboodle
im brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
assume it, theres no humour in it, no you know
im rollin with a bowling ball in my bag
you need a fag to 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,
holler my name
if it aint the flow its bout the stones and the chain(yea)
if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll a boss
911 porsche, same as cranberry sauce
i aint front, i thought r kelly was the shit
let me out, he fucked around with bow wow bitch
niggaz eatin popcorn, rewinding and the tape
now shorty momma in the precinct, rape
im man, something really wrong with these hos
i thought lil kim was hot till she fuckin with her nose(got damn)
i used to listen to hill, and tap my feet
then the bitch put out a cd that have no beat
that boy d'angelo, hes determined not to
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 deep

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