Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me

You don't see me in the
It's 'cause I'm doing man

Niggas, I'm grinding
(Yeah)
I'm hearing those sirens
I'm still getting by those lights

Only the mine and my mic's on
And my time is none because I'm writing
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this
I'm here to eat, speak until these hoes this
(For sure)

And I can't let y'all me man
I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of
'Cause be back
(Ain't goin' man)

We got them craps going on and yak going on
Soon as a nigga touch down back tourin'
It's whateva, put on the chedda man
But in the meantime, it's Jimmy time

Chase cheese, rhyme till my voice out
This is it my nigga, what we boast about
Now I'm so shut your motherfuckin' mouth
And show me love

I just wanna you for the rest of my life
(I don't you bitch)
I hold you in the morning
(Ha)
Hold you the night
(Ha ha ha)

I just wanna love you for the of my life
(We wanna love alcohol, we love guns)
I wanna you in the morning
(We love money)
Hold you the night
(Ha, we don't wanna bitches though)

There's a mystique when I speak
That you notice sorta unique
'Cause you it's me, my poetry's deep
And I'm still matic the way I flow to beat

You can't sit still, it's like to smoke crack
And go to sleep, I'm
Just any minute I could snap
I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush

I bully these rappers so bad
It even funny, I ain't even hungry
It ain't even money, you pay me enough
For you to play me, cockamamie

You just ain't Zane to rock with Shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks
I got loose, yeah, the whole 'Kit and Kaboodle'
I'm just brutal, no rumor, I'm numero-uno, assume it

There's no humor in it no more, you
I'm rollin' with a bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and a new hole in my ass
You better love me

I wanna love you for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the
you through the night
(And all the say)

I just love you for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the
you through the night

My buzz is in the hood, they holla my name
If it ain't about the
It's about the and the chain
If I was you, I'd me too

I roll like a bus, 9-11 pulse same color as cranberry
I gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit
Then we find out he fucking round bow wow bitch
Niggas eatin' popcorn, right, rewinding the

Now shorty momma in the precinct rape
I'm convinced man something really wrong with these
I thought Lil' Kim was hot she start fucking with her nose
(Goddamn)

to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a CD that have no beats
(Uh, huh)
That boy D'Angelo he not to fail

nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell
My back shot to help hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught B'more to deep throat

I wanna love you for the rest of my life
I hold you in the morning
(I the burners, the monies, the bunnies)
you through the night
(I wanna hold you)

I wanna love you for the rest of my life
I wanna you in the morning
(I just wanna you)
you through the night
(Yeah)