Luyện nghe bài hát My Love

For lovin' me girl, just wanna you
at what you can do man
Free I like this right here man
Girl c'mon get up, do it like this
Santana's so on you
holla at a boy that's focused on you

Shorty I tryin' to give you the run around
I'm just to come get you and run around
Skip through a towns
Maybe skip through a couple

If man act dumb I'ma shut him down
I'm sort of a long distance
Long checks, long chips, long in rubbers
Come with a pimp or gangsta
by nature, trust that I'll take ya

Hey you know what, I'll show you the rules and
Show you how to move with the ooze how to it
Show you how to cut soon as we scramble it
On the as soon as the moon it be scramblin'

And you can be my down ass
Yeah baby that's for sure, I'm a you how to package raw
How to snap it on, how to take trips the package on
How to go and come back with the package
Just stacks of cash

And y'all niggaz betta cuff ya
'Cuz Santana and Free is up the girls
No game just fuck girls
Pollute her mind and the world

Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her
Hit a city, hit a town, hit a
ghetto, every hood we there
Heavy metal in a roc-a-wear

I been there every ghetto all around the
put that rock shit around ya girl and take down nigga
I pounds nigga, matter fact I take pounds to chicks
Give 'em train across the border

Is you going or
Can you go bring back my that you joined to her
Get in positions with my
That's like ironic, you wit me then the driver
I'll have you drive me to E-way and stuff, stuff in out

Shit I a woman to bake
Cook in the winter then diet, give her the weight
have pounds in the summer, I like roc-a-wear miss wear
Thick hair, chick there, fat ass, pair
When we travel to Orlando when we get there, shit

Bialingal always slang, across the diamond yang
Put in orders, even though we just to hang
Then we take it we left there heck yea
I need more then a woman 'cause more then you think here

here, who rank down here?
And I'm more a rapper
'Cause more then these rhymes here
Poss here hold Nas here holla

And y'all niggaz betta ya girls
'Cuz Santana and is runnin' up the girls
No game just your girls
Pollute her mind and the world

Give her pounds, give her pies, her cake
Hit a city, hit a town, hit a
Every ghetto, hood we there
metal in a roc-a-wear yeah