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, do it like this
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 come get you and run
Skip a couple towns
Maybe through a couple rounds

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

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

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

And y'all niggaz betta cuff ya
'Cuz Santana and Free is runnin' up the
No game just fuck your
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 in a roc-a-wear yeah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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