Luyện nghe bài hát In Love With a Thug

Yeah, this shit right here sound like a 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 chips from the city
Her momma got ends, and her daddy got
And she to give me ends when I'm out with my friends

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

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

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

Her approved of me, but her father he don't
He probably won't, shit ain't no punk
Daddy's little girl be in a gangsta's
Buyin' me houses, hoes and khaki blues, curls

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

(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

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

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

I'm on the mainline, 9500 for
On phone line, holla 'n at my other hoe
This bitch ain't sayin', Shit, 'cause the bitch ain't
Old fat gold diggin' ass county check receivin',

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

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

'Cause gangsta ass niggaz go to school
I tried to you wait, but I can't change yo' ways
She fell in love the local G
And now they both in the penitentiary, she mention me

(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 a gangsta

(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

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