Luyện nghe bài hát My Love

For me girl, just wanna thank you
Look at you can do man
Free I like shit right here man
Girl c'mon get up, let's do it like
so focused on you
Come at a boy that's focused on you

Shorty I ain't to give you the run around
I'm just tryin' to get you and run around
through a couple towns
Maybe skip through a couple

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

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

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

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

Give her pounds, give her pies, her cake
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
I've put that rock shit around ya girl and down nigga
I pounds nigga, matter fact I take pounds to chicks
Give 'em train tickets the border

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

Shit I need a to bake
Cook pies in the winter then diet, give her the
She'll pounds in the summer, I like roc-a-wear miss wear
Thick hair, chick there, fat ass, pair
When we travel to Orlando we get there, shit yeah

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

Bank here, who rank down
And I'm more a rapper
'Cause it's more then rhymes here
here hold Nas down here holla

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

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