Luyện nghe bài hát Luv Me

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

[Obie

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

Theres a certain mystique, i speak
that you notice that 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 and go to sleep
im strapped, just any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if what would happen if bush
i bully these rappers so bad,
it aint even funny, i aint even
it even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its
you just aint zaney enough, to rock shady
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 more you
im rollin with a swollen bowling in my bag
you need a fag to come and 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 holler my
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, hollerin
im convinced man, something really 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 not to fail
nigga went buttass for his record to sell
my back shots are help ashanti hit them notes
and big ben taught charlie b moore to throat

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