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

[Kool G
I know chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is bricks
Crib way out in the sticks, house looking slick
like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flick
Me and my clique met the chick up at Nicks
was thick, I was the first nigga to kick
Yo was thick, silk skirt with thigh split
I couldn't quit, trying to peep out the
The shit, you know how loose I get
I'm on her back, peeping her hips, fiending to hit
Plump lips, medium tits, Chink eyes her baby hair chick
The type you want to pair with, an affair with
? flip me the digits, to the hip and the phone
Said she had to split, hopped in the whip, up the strip
Probably had to get with her man and
on at night, I'm stressing love at first sight
Some ain't right, I ain't the of cat like me
to be dealing mad feelings
And though mami was mad appealing
Body and big wheeling
This shit is illin, I like it
Fuck it, I fight it
I for the cordless to call Miss
I insist to get with
Tan answer 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 through
"we sip on some champagne 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 of Benjamin Franks
ices than a hockey rink, face of a Saint
Went for a drink ? Hot
Would wanna spend five digit o's, on bimbo's
Bar closed, back to her six double o, she
My eyes closed her dozed, when I awoke
Saw mad snow, we at her spot at the
Bridge robes, hot as a stove
She changed out of her clothes, put on a silky robe
Panty hoes with see thru holes, toes
Took me into the suite, shit was sweet
Ja'causezi four feet deep, with sheets
As I was speaking to this half 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 the deal is, the realness
My man is crazy as Willis
If he catches us, he'll try to us
He got a whole army of
Me no worry, I got the son
End of the first verse, one

Shit is real in the
Thug love

[G.
So I am
up in this lavish house, up in the Poconos
With this chick I don't really know
stressing me how ill her man is
So what I go and do, heh-heh, I nail her ass to the bed
Straight mami's back out
Hit three o'clock, fell right the fuck to
Clothes still on, breath like Henrock
Totally no of regards for this bitch's man
I guess just another one of those G Rap adventures

[Kool G.
The next day a quarter to eight
I heard a squeek on the
Got the gat from the pillow case
broke in, now me and boo fully awoken
Good thing I slept inside my clothes and was frozen
I'm waiting for a to poke in, and start smoking
The home invasion, right through the door, he started
Bullets was grazing, shit was and
I had to think to fast, let the gun blast, duck, dash
Heard a crash, they through the door, they on her ass
Jumped off the like a falcon Gee
With honey right in back of me, on top of the snow in agony
Shit was thick, couldn't get to the six, they loaded the
Saw the snowmobile yo it
We start jumped it, get on top of the shit and
Mad soldiers out in the field, they steel
The raw deal, kill or be killed, shit is
Ten hit me right on my heels, to make a thugs blood spill
In zero degrees, niggas on skis, me and these
Slipping through pine trees, we skid up these
Two big rocks and left off shots, four dropped
The other six started to pop, I something hot
I think I got hit, my is ripped
Loaded my last clip then broke out and checked the chick
She on my back tighter shit, like vise grips
I started clapping, niggas rolled up in blowing and
Spotted this by a log cabin, we got our as in
Mash the gas, make the fucking wheel
The safety again, and still a hundred and ten
Shorty shivering, quivering, ski suits up in the back seat
Pulled the Jeep get it in
And took a rest stop at the river
We living, we it the fuck out, mad slugs delivering
Pretty soon we at my piece, up in the bedroom
Got shorty boo tending my bullet
Put on some tunes, she blew my shit like a
Up in the moonlit room, and her womb
Hitting behind her, grinding her with my anaconda
She rode the dick a honda
I took her to the of no return like Bridgette Fonda
She back spasmed, giving the crazy orgasm, from steady
My dick glistened, her lips hit'em, I jism
Then laid in the sack and lit the ism
I thought the realism
Niggas coming and bring steel with them
I got the thing to deal with them
plate Mac, the laser attached, with two clips packed
Push a niggas whole head back, so I snatched
So quick spread out and the layout
on alert, me and the skirt, day in and day out

[G.
Yo what's the mami, you scared or something?

I'm a worried baby

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

OK

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

Alright, ven paca papi, un besito

[G.
Alright, grab bag money

Let's do this,

G. Rap]
After three whole days of lamping, we broke and
Went out to the beach, many mansions out in the
the clamp, ready to shoot shit up at random
Five grand is buried in the sand
We planning, up in the crib-o big windows, I'm counting the dough
She packing her clothes, had her Lexus in the back of the
I saw the keys, I the G's, we on and took those
Shit was sitting on some momo's
Tinted windows, a LS double O
Told the chick, yo you to slow
it up baby, we got to go
And get plane and hit the Caymans
With the payment, came in
A platoon of goons heaters aiming
I drew the Mac 10 and flaming, they did the same and
Slugs spraying and blood raining, I left about seven thugs
But this one cat was gaining, he grab the and
Put the to the chicks brain and
I let my two guns drop, got the drop
They us both to a boat dock, then on a yacht
The chick's man was there with a shot
Nigga was hot, took the glock and hit me dead in my
Honey started to panic and that money in spanish
Thinking out to take advantage
So out in the fucking Atlantic
no lifesavers and stranded
Backhanded the chick on the floor, her a whore
Said, "amor you be pretty no more"
us on a tour, down in the deck
Guess he wasn't ready to us yet
Saw this nigga there, the Tec
Ready to wet, I'm to sweat, a niggas stressed
We up a horrible mess
I saw a box with the on it S.O.S
So I out a flare gun and shot the kid in the chest
Took the Tec from out his hand, now I'm ready to
The madness, put the rest of them to rest
Looked around, the chick's man was the one left
his ass over board and told him hold your breath
Caught my breath, I seen honey on the deck
Eyes closed with a hole dead in her breast
Held her in my arms till her finally left
I'm mad depressed, my was an innocent death
A real thug lost the only he loved
And I bugged, busting at the stars above