Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

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

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

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

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 him with his daddy's dick, shit
To tell the truth you. I know, I'm safe and another nigga
and get blown in his face and I like that

You give me and I give it right back
But when you flip you think I ain't gon' fight back
Pun you got dough and you know, I got a nice
So when you mad, go take ya ice back
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 trip to see Jacob, lovin' the way I do for you
And every kiss that I blew, 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 fallin' in
With a right now
Could it be you're fallin' in
With a thug's style
Could it be you're in love
Right now, right now, now

I swept you off ya feet, you was just walkin' the street
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 niggas even though there was nice and tall
Shootin' dice in the hall inside of my checkin' my drawers

Up north style right 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 blessed her ass
She had the perfect mix, she was Morena with an twist
She had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and

I she was Dominican the way she was swinging them hips
I never had a clue that she wanna ride me but I'm like Darnell
Shorty had eyes for me, it's a quarter one
But that's 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 sight of sex she start out cryin'
Her bus by and she was ready up in there rydin'
Cussin' and wildin', talkin' dirty in the back of the
pussy is this? Come on, daddy, it's yours

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