Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

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

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

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

And niggas on the block sick what cha doin' wit that spic
Y'all don't 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 truth with you. I know, I'm safe and another
Frontin' and get in his face and I like that

You give me and I give it right back
But when you flip don't you think I ain't fight back
Pun you got dough and you know, I got a nice
So you mad, go ahead take ya ice back
I just on some lipstick and the stylistics 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 take another trip to see Jacob, lovin' the way I do for you
And kiss that I blew, poppy chew was a kiss for you
Stayed true, faithful, you can say, "I played you"
you ma boo and I can never say, "I hate you"

Could it be, you're in love
a thug right now
Could it be fallin' in love
With a thug's style
Could it be you're in love
now, right 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 in the jeep
Either or she said she loved the way I play
Go after the bigger even though there was nice and tall
Shootin' in the hall inside of my doorway checkin' my drawers

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

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

Crushin' her spine and had her like Busta 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', dirty in the back of the porch
pussy is this? Come on, daddy, it's yours

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