Luyện nghe bài hát A Thug's Love Story (Chapter I, II, III)

[Kool G
I this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing
Crib way out in the sticks, they looking slick
like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flick
Me and my clique met the chick up at Saint
Honey was thick, I was the nigga to kick
Yo mami was thick, silk skirt thigh split
I couldn't quit, trying to peep out the
The shit, you know how loose I get
I'm scheming on her back, peeping her hips, to hit
cherry lips, medium tits, Chink eyes her baby hair chick
The type you want to with, have an affair with
? flip me the digits, to the hip and the phone
she had to split, hopped in the whip, headed up the strip
Probably had to get her man and shit
Later on at night, I'm stressing love at first
Some ain't right, I ain't the type of cat me
to be dealing mad feelings
And even though was mad appealing
revealing and big wheeling
This shit is illin, I don't it
Fuck it, I can't it
I reaching for the cordless to Miss
I to get with this
Tan Tone the phone, "Hello, who this?" (chick)
"It's me baby, G Luciano, up lady"
"Fine and how you boo" (chick)
"Ain't nothing new but you, angel, yo why don't you swing
"we could sip on some from Spain boo"
About an hour or two she thru, fly hairdo
We link, push in the six circle drink
To purple mink, had mad bank, Chanel bag full of Franks
More ices than a hockey rink, of a Saint
for a drink ? Hot shots
Would wanna spend those five o's, on bimbo's
Bar closed, to her six double o, she drove
My eyes closed her dozed, when I awoke
Saw mad snow, we at her spot at the
robes, crib hot as a stove
She out of her clothes, put on a silky bath robe
Panty hoes with see thru holes, toes
Took me into the master suite, shit was
Ja'causezi four feet deep, satin sheets
As I was speaking to this black/latin freak
Met on a street, body petite, fat on the cheeks
I was getting open, started laughing and
We weed smoking, stroking, the shorty's and
Said what the is, the realness
My man is crazy as Willis
If he us, he'll try to kill us
He got a whole army of
Me no worry, I got the son
End of the verse, chapter one

Shit is real in the
Thug story

[G.
So I am
Laid up in this house, up in the Poconos
With this chick I even really know
stressing me how ill her man is
So I go and do, heh-heh, I nail her ass to the bed anyway
Straight mami's back out
Hit o'clock, fell right the fuck to sleep
Clothes still on, breath smelling like
Totally no kind of regards for this man
I guess it's just another one of G Rap adventures

G. Rap]
The day about a quarter to eight
I heard a squeek on the
Got the gat from under the pillow
Somebody broke in, now me and boo fully
Good thing I slept my clothes and shorty was frozen
I'm waiting for a head to in, and start smoking
The home invasion, right the door, he started blazing
Bullets was grazing, was crazy and
I had to think to fast, let the gun blast, duck, then
Heard a crash, they broke through the door, on her ass
off the balcony like a falcon Gee
With right in back of me, feel on top of the snow in agony
Shit was thick, couldn't get to the six, loaded the fifth
Saw the yo fuck it
We jumped it, get on top of the shit and peeled
Mad soldiers out in the field, busting steel
The raw deal, kill or be killed, shit is
Ten hit me right on my heels, trying to a thugs blood spill
In degrees, niggas on skis, me and these Gees
Slipping through pine trees, we skid up these
Two big and left off shots, about four dropped
The other six started to pop, I feel hot
I think I got hit, my is ripped
Loaded my last clip broke out quick and checked the chick
She on my back tighter than shit, like vise
I started clapping, rolled up in blowing black and
Spotted this by a log cabin, we got our as in
Mash the gas, make the fucking spin
The again, and still doing a hundred and ten
Shorty shivering, lips quivering, ski up in the back seat
over the Jeep get it in
And took a rest stop at the river
We living, we made it the fuck out, mad delivering
soon we at my rest piece, up in the bedroom
Got shorty boo tending my wound
Put on some tunes, she my shit like a balloon
Up in the room, and dicking her womb
Hitting full behind her, grinding her with my
She rode the like a honda
I took her to the point of no return like Fonda
She back spasmed, giving the orgasm, from steady rhythm
My dick glistened, her hit'em, I shot jism
Then laid back in the and lit the ism
I thought about the
Niggas and bring they steel with them
I got just the thing to with them
Nickel plate Mac, the laser attached, two clips packed
a niggas whole head back, so I snatched that
So quick spread out and play the
on alert, me and the skirt, day in and day out

[G.
Yo the matter mami, you scared or something?

I'm a little baby

[G.
Yo, don't be about nothing, alright
Everything is be alright

OK

[G.
Look, we just gonna go to your house, go get the
You know, we gonna get your or whatever
And we gonna get out of there,

Alright, ven papi, dame un besito

[G.
Alright, grab that bag

Let's do this,

[Kool G.
After three whole days of lamping, we camp and
out to the beach, many mansions out in the Hamptons
Brung the clamp, ready to shoot shit up at
Five hundred grand is in the sand
We planning, up in the crib-o with big windows, I'm the dough
She packing her clothes, had her Lexus in the back of the
I saw the keys, I grabbed the G's, we on and took
Shit was sitting on chrome momo's
Tinted windows, a LS double O
Told the chick, yo you to slow
it up baby, we got to go
And get this plane and hit the
the payment, somebody came in
A platoon of goons heaters aiming
I drew the Mac 10 and flaming, they did the same and
Slugs spraying and raining, I left about seven thugs laying
But one cat was gaining, he grab the dame and
Put the heater to the brain and
I let my two drop, they got the drop
They took us both to a dock, then on a yacht
The chick's man was with a sixteen shot
Nigga was hot, took the and hit me dead in my knot
Honey started to panic and yelling that money in
Thinking he's out to take
So we're out in the fucking
With no and stranded
Backhanded the chick on the floor, her a whore
Said, "amor you won't be no more"
us on a tour, down in the deck
Guess he wasn't ready to us yet
Saw this there, holding the Tec
Ready to wet, I'm started to sweat, a stressed
We up beside a mess
I saw a box with the on it S.O.S
So I took out a gun and shot the kid in the chest
Took the Tec out his hand, now I'm ready to bless
The madness, put the rest of them to rest
Looked around, the chick's man was the one left
Threw his ass over board and told him hold your
Caught my breath, I seen honey on the deck
closed with a bullet hole dead in her breast
Held her in my arms her soul finally left
I'm mad depressed, my baby was an death
A real thug lost the only he loved
And I bugged, busting slugs at the stars