Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

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

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

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

And niggas on the block sick like what cha doin' wit that
Y'all don't know? Puerto Ricans and make 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 in his face and I like that

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

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

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

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

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

I thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them
I never had a clue that she ride with me but I'm like Darnell
had eyes for me, it's a quarter passed one
But that's another song, what was wrong? Why you took so
To put a brotha on? It long before we start bumpin'and grindin'

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

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