Luyện nghe bài hát In Love With a Thug

Yeah, this shit right sound like a love song
(She was in love)
A love song, you feel me? Check it out
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
(She was in love, a thug, in love)

Have you ever had a pretty, young
Black female with from the city
Her momma got ends, and her daddy got
And she liked to give me ends when I'm out with my

Good girl, why do good like bad boys?
When I was a kid, up, I never had toys
And I that she can figure that shit out
Cause every time she to pick a nigga up
Shit, she'd take a out

Roll around town, ask the pound, know, look
was my thang, nah, she was my low-low
Bought my Rol-O, and then we took a photo together
Man I hope this thang forever

We've been six months, and we ain't argued yet
She lovin' a nigga, buyin' me shit, and don't say shit
When I dip my click and understand
When I'm down and out may some help with some chips

Her mother approved of me, but her father he
He probably won't, Pops ain't no punk
little girl be in a gangsta's world
Buyin' me houses, and khaki blues, California curls

No matter what her father say, baby see me
It's like a jungle sometimes, that makes me Wonder Stevie
Believe me, when I say that baby was in love a thug
In love a thug

(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Daddy, I'm in love with a
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Momma, I'm in love with a

(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Daddy, I'm in love with a
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Momma, I'm in love with a

I'm caught up in the middle and I don't what to do
I caught eight in the joint, behind my crew
That I gotta do and miss you, Boo
But I'ma you every night and call you on the phone too

Whatchu gon' do? You know I'm stay true
But I'ma go ahead to college like my father me to
um, off to my cell withcha body on my mind
And I'ma call you tomorrow round the same time

I'm on the mainline, for short
On phone line, holla 'n at my other hoe
This bitch ain't sayin', Shit, 'cause the ain't shit
Old fat gold diggin' ass check receivin', beotch

I bail up in The Day Room and get in a
Niggaz watchin' Soul Train and I wouldn't turn it
Never slippin', always on strap
And now I'm back in the hole no motherfuckin' get back

Sit back and contemplate, and about baby
And hope she don't get up in the world that's so crazy
But I'm up in Wayside, and she off in college
She a little mo' than a schoolgirl knowledge

'Cause gangsta ass go to school nowadays
I to make you wait, but I can't change yo' ways
She fell in love with the G
And now they in the penitentiary, she didn't mention me

(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Daddy, I'm in with a gangsta
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Momma, I'm in with a gangsta

(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Daddy, I'm in with a gangsta
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Momma, I'm in love with a

(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Daddy, I'm in with a gangsta
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Momma, I'm in with a gangsta

(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Daddy, I'm in love with a
(She was in love, a thug, in love)
Momma, I'm in love with a
(She was in love, a thug, in love)