Luyện nghe bài hát Take Your Time

[singer]- take your time thug.

one
Pyt, young thug, ?
To hit a wit a slug, wormin' around town
Lookin' for bitch to fuck, and if she can't hang
She can get the nut, tis a dog bed to the
And on floors, for enought talkin' cause wit big
No bra's, let me run it ya stomach, baby
Thug life, down dirty and dumb a cum and blunted
Up and down a roller-coaster, let me hit
It from the back, to you can relax the over-doser
I my time baby, when you get ya clothes off
Doin' thing in my power, to get the hoes off
From back, I feel ya pains and aches, but huessin wait
Who can play me? outdate, dime after
Love ain't for thugs, brown-nosin' niggas, dirty as the mud
I get the real honeyz, I you how to chill honey
The best dressed, respect me with the most real

[singer]- take your time young
[fatal]- murder one cases, faces,
'cause, you fall in love
[fatal]- thug get the money, strip and drugs
[singer]- huessin takes away my and pains
criminal, ginaral is a dog huessin
[singer]- I'm here to tell you 'cause, I have no
[fatal]- and the way he toss it up, never get me out the game
[singer]- wanna get a girl, down for mine
[fatal]- only for you, if you ride for me
[singer]- the way he sticks it in, and his time
nasty new, pyt, dem come for free

two
You know I love it, you got the thong in
I stick it in, and take my time, sweetheart you all in
Baby girl, you make the world, tryin' get ya
All the niggas wit, to I won't hit cha
The wildest thug nigga, you can
In combat, react, criminalies, on a ?
I'll you ya space, keep these punks out ya face
Put them hoes in place, tryin' me like a ace
Ain't no tellin', who jellin', on or my back
I love it when you cum, 'cause I get high and relax

Verse
You want the cheddar, and when I go sell my bertta
Rock all my sweaters, and write nasty letters
Thinkin' where I got my tat-tat, on the medal bars
them getto stars, wit a black mat
I'm mobbin' 'cause I be, do a quick stick, hit a lick
Wit a trigger like a robbery, and honeyz make money
The same way, them outlaw niggas from ya fake, hood money

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