Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Let me love, love to you
Let me you with my song
Let me the love and the faith

Could it be, you're in love
a thug right now
Could it be fallin' in love
With a thug's life
Could it be you're in love
now, right now, right now

Could it be, it be Pun I'm callin' ya bluff
I must be high off this weed 'cuz I ain't in love
All that I eva dreamed of was fuckin' a
So I could bust a few and sell a little drugs
Be up in the Benz, chillin', rollin' ya
Have the Spanish mommies 'cuz I'm sittin' in front

And on the block sick like what cha doin' wit that spic
Y'all don't know? Puerto Ricans and blacks the cutest kids
Ya hair, my eyes, ya nose, and my
If it's a boy, I hope that God bless him his daddy's dick, shit
To the truth with you. I know, I'm safe and another nigga
Frontin' and get blown in his face and I like

You give me and I give it right back
But when you flip you think I ain't gon' fight back
Pun you got and you know, I got a nice stack
So you mad, go ahead take ya ice back
I just throw on lipstick and the stylistics break up to make up

And you know, I hook a up, take you breakfast in bed
Nigga, soon as you wake up, get my jewels
And take another to see Jacob, lovin' the way I do this for you
And every that I blew, poppy chew was a kiss for you
true, faithful, you can never say, "I played you"
'Cuz you ma boo and I can say, "I hate you"

Could it be, you're fallin' in
With a right now
Could it be fallin' in love
With a thug's life
Could it be you're in love
Right now, now, right now

I you off ya feet, you was just walkin' crossin' the street
And you was talkin' to me or was it my boys in the
or she said she loved the way I play ball
Go after the niggas even though there was nice and tall
Shootin' dice in the inside of my doorway checkin' my drawers

Up style right next to ma boys, just the little things
impress her a lot like when I let her sit in the lex tryna
Guess, where at, God blessed her with ass
She had the perfect mix, she was Morena an Indian twist
She had the lips the edge was rimmy and crisp

I thought she was Dominican the way she was them hips
I never had a clue she wanna ride with me but I'm like Darnell
Shorty had eyes for me, it's a passed one
But another song, what was wrong? Why you took so long
To put a on? It was't long before we start bumpin'and grindin'

Crushin' her spine and had her soundin' like was rhyming
Bustin' her hymen, the of sex she start bustin' out cryin'
Her bus went by and she was ready up in there
Cussin' and wildin', talkin' dirty in the back of the
Whose pussy is Come on, daddy, it's yours

Could it be, you're fallin' in
a thug right now
Could it be fallin' in love
a thug's life style
Could it be you're fallin' in
Right now, now, right now