Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Let me make love, to you
Let me thrill you my song
Let me the love and the faith

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

it be, it can't be Pun I'm callin' ya bluff
I must be high off this 'cuz I ain't fallin' in love
All that I eva of was fuckin' a thug
So I could bust a few slugs and a little drugs
Be up in the Benz, chillin', ya blunts
Have the mommies illi' 'cuz I'm sittin' in front

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

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

And you know, I a steak 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
Stayed true, faithful, you can never say, "I you"
'Cuz you ma boo and I can say, "I hate you"

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

I swept you off ya feet, you was just crossin' the street
And you was talkin' to me or was it my boys in the
Either or she said she the way I play ball
Go after the bigger niggas even 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
Would her a lot like when I let her sit in the lex tryna
Guess, where at, God blessed her with ass
She had the mix, she was Morena with an Indian twist
She had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and

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

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

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