Luyện nghe bài hát In Love With A Thug

[Snoop
Yeah, shit right here sound like a love song
(she was in love)
A gangsta love song, you me? Check it out
(she was in love, a THUG, in love!)
(she was in love, a THUG, in love!)

Yeah, gangsta, uh-huh!
Have you had a pretty, young saditty
Black female with chips, the city?
Her momma got ends, and her daddy got
And she liked to give me when I'm out with my friends
Good - why do good girls like bad boys? (I don't know)
I was a kid, growin up, I never had toys
And I think she can figure that shit out (why?)
Cause everytime she came to pick a up
Shit, she'd take a out
Roll around town, ask the pound, they know,
Baby was my thang, nah, she was my
Bought my Rol-o, and then we took a photo together
Man I hope this last forever
We been six months, and we ain't argued yet
She lovin a nigga, buyin me shit
And say shit when I dip with my click
And understand, I'm down and out
may need some with some chips
Her mother of me, but her father he don't
He won't, shit Pops ain't no punk
Daddy's girl be in a gangsta's world
Buyin me houseshoes and khaki blues, California
No matter what her father say, gon' see me
It's a jungle sometimes, that makes me Wonder like Stevie
Believe me, I say that baby was in love with a thug
In with a thug

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(she was in love, a THUG, in love!)
Daddy I'm in love a gangsta
(she was in love, a THUG, in love!)
Momma I'm in love with a

Dogg]
Mm.. I'm caught up in the middle and I don't what to do
I caught eight months in the joint, my crew
I gotta do and I'ma miss you Boo
But I'ma write you night and call you on the phone too
Whatchu gon' do? "You know I'm gon' true
But go ahead to college like my father want me to"
Well um, off to my withcha body on my mind
And I'ma call you back tomorrow the same time
I'm on the mainline, for short
On another phoneline, holla'n at my hoe
bitch ain't sayin SHIT, cause the bitch ain't SHIT
Old fat golddiggin-ass check receivin BEOTCH
I bail up in the Day and get in a scrap
Niggaz watchin Soul Train and I turn it back (man fuck y'all)
Never caught slippin, on strap
And now I'm back in the hole with no motherfuckin
Sit back and contemplate, and think baby
And hope she don't get caught up in the world so crazy
But I'm up in Wayside, and she off in college
She gettin a mo' than a schoolgirl knowledge
Cause gangsta-ass go to school nowadays
I tried to make you wait, but I can't yo' ways
She in love with the local G
And now both in the penetentiary, she didn't mention me

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