Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Let me make love, to you
Let me thrill you with my
Let me replace the love and the

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

Could it be, it can't be Pun I'm ya bluff
I must be off this weed 'cuz I ain't fallin' in love
All that I eva of was fuckin' a thug
So I could a few slugs and sell 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 what cha doin' wit that
don't know? Puerto Ricans and blacks 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 tell the truth with you. I know, I'm safe and nigga
Frontin' and get blown in his face and I that

You give me love and I give it right
But you flip don't you think 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, as you wake up, get my jewels back
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 say, "I played 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 you're fallin' in
With a thug's life
it be you're fallin' in love
Right now, now, right now

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

Up north style 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 with an Indian twist
She had the lips the edge was rimmy and crisp

I thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them
I had a clue that she wanna ride with me but I'm like Darnell
Shorty had eyes for me, a quarter passed one
But that's another song, 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 sight of sex she bustin' out cryin'
Her bus went by and she was up in there rydin'
Cussin' and wildin', talkin' dirty in the back of the
Whose pussy is this? Come on, daddy, it's

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