Текст (слова) песни: Eminem f 50 Cent, Obie Trice - Love Me

[Obie Trice]
You don`t see me in the hood, it`s cause I`m doing this man

Niggas, I`m still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I`m still getting chased by those lights
Only the light`s lime, and my mic`s on
And my time is none, because I`m writing more
I don`t hear to meet a soul in this business
I`m here to eat, speak, until these ho`s feel this
I ain`t gonna let you derail me, man
I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go of Obie
`Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) we got them craps going on
And that rap going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from town
It`s forever, put that on the cheddar, man
But in the meantime, it`s Jimmy Iovine time
Chase cheese, rhyme `til my voice give out
This is it my niggas, this what we boast about
Now I`m here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me love, bitch

[Chorus]
I just wanna love, for the rest of my life (I don`t love you, bitch)
I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you in the night
(Right we wanna love alcohol, we wanna love guns, we wanna love money
we don`t love no bitches, though)
I just wanna love, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you in the night

[Eminem]
There`s a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice
`Cause it`s sort of unique `cause you know it`s me
My poetry`s deep, and I`m stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat
You can`t sit still, it`s like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
I`m strapped, it`s known any minute I could snap
I`m the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped
I bully these rappers so bad lyrically
It ain`t even funny, I ain`t even hungry, it ain`t even money
You can`t pay me enough for you to play me
It`s cockamamey you just ain`t zany enough to rock with Shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock`s coo-coo
I got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I`m just brutal
It`s no rumor, I`m numero uno, assume it
There`s no more humor in it, you know
I`m rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a near hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
And all the bitches say
My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name
If it ain`t about the flow, it`s `bout the stones and the chain
If I was you, I`d love me too, I roll like a boss
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain`t gon` front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking `round with Bow Wow bitch
Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape
Now shorty mama in precinct, hollering rape
I`m convinced, man, something really wrong with these ho`s
I thought Lil` Kim was hot, `til she start fucking with her nose
I used to listen to Lauryn Hill, and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a CD and didn`t have no beats
That boy D`Angelo, he determined not to fail
That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell
My back shots `ll help Ashanti hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught Charli B`More to deep throat (yea)

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
I love the burners, the money, the bunnies, I just wanna hold you, ha ha
I just wanna love you, yea

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Eminem f 50 Cent, Obie Trice - Love Me [Obie Trice] You don`t see me in the hood, it`s cause I`m doing this man Niggas, I`m still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens I`m still getting chased by those lights Only the light`s lime, and my mic`s on And my time is none, because I`m writing more I don`t hear to meet a soul in this business I`m here to eat, speak, until these ho`s feel this I ain`t gonna let you derail me, man I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go of Obie `Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) we got them craps going on And that rap going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from town It`s forever, put that on the cheddar, man But in the meantime, it`s Jimmy Iovine time Chase cheese, rhyme `til my voice give out This is it my niggas, this what we boast about Now I`m here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me love, bitch [Chorus] I just wanna love, for the rest of my life (I don`t love you, bitch) I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you in the night (Right we wanna love alcohol, we wanna love guns, we wanna love money we don`t love no bitches, though) I just wanna love, for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you in the night [Eminem] There`s a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice `Cause it`s sort of unique `cause you know it`s me My poetry`s deep, and I`m stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat You can`t sit still, it`s like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep I`m strapped, it`s known any minute I could snap I`m the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped I bully these rappers so bad lyrically It ain`t even funny, I ain`t even hungry, it ain`t even money You can`t pay me enough for you to play me It`s cockamamey you just ain`t zany enough to rock with Shady My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock`s coo-coo I got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I`m just brutal It`s no rumor, I`m numero uno, assume it There`s no more humor in it, you know I`m rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag You need a fag and tear a near hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch [Chorus] [50 Cent] And all the bitches say My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name If it ain`t about the flow, it`s `bout the stones and the chain If I was you, I`d love me too, I roll like a boss Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce I ain`t gon` front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit Let me find out he fucking `round with Bow Wow bitch Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape Now shorty mama in precinct, hollering rape I`m convinced, man, something really wrong with these ho`s I thought Lil` Kim was hot, `til she start fucking with her nose I used to listen to Lauryn Hill, and tap my feet Then the bitch put out a CD and didn`t have no beats That boy D`Angelo, he determined not to fail That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell My back shots `ll help Ashanti hit them high notes And Big Ben taught Charli B`More to deep throat (yea) [Chorus] [50 Cent] I love the burners, the money, the bunnies, I just wanna hold you, ha ha I just wanna love you, yea Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Love Me: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/11745.html Все тексты песен: Eminem f 50 Cent, Obie Trice » Eminem f 50 Cent, Obie Trice - 8 Mile Soundtrack » Eminem f 50 Cent, Obie Trice - Love Me Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Карпов - У меня удар случился апокалипсический... » Юрий Харченко - Письма » Юрий Бендюков - Автопортрет на 40 лет » Юрий Визбор - Осенние дожди » Юрий Устинов - Берега выходят в синь... » Юрий Нестеренко - Эпитафия пассеизму » Юрий Ильченко - Бей колокол » Юрий Вайханский - Имя твое » Юрий Визбор - Зимний лагерь Алибек » Юрий Костров - Два-тридцать опять на часах... » Юрий Лорес - Я знаю, душа моя – ветер... » Юля Савичева - Все для тебя. » Юрий Лорес - Жалоба осеннего листа » Юрий (Георгий) Аделунг - Ковбойская песня » Юрий Визбор - Новая Земля » Юрий Визбор - Видно нечего нам больше скрывать. » Юрий Ильченко - Добро пожаловать в ад » Юрий Карпов - Не называй игрой... » Юрий Визбор - Астрономы » Юрий Лорес - Погоня
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