Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

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

Could it be, fallin' in love
a thug right now
Could it be you're in love
With a thug's life
it be you're fallin' in love
Right now, 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 bust a few slugs and sell a little drugs
Be up in the Benz, chillin', ya blunts
Have the Spanish mommies illi' 'cuz I'm sittin' in

And niggas on the sick like what cha doin' wit that spic
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 him with his daddy's dick, shit
To tell the truth with you. I know, I'm safe and nigga
Frontin' and get 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 and you know, I got a nice stack
So when you mad, go take ya ice back
I just throw on some lipstick and the break up to make up

And you know, I hook a steak up, take you 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 kiss that I blew, poppy chew was a for you
Stayed true, faithful, you can say, "I played you"
'Cuz you ma boo and I can say, "I hate you"

it be, you're fallin' in love
With a right now
Could it be you're in love
With a life 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 in the jeep
or she said she loved the way I play ball
Go after the bigger niggas even though was nice and tall
dice in the hall inside of my doorway checkin' my drawers

Up north style right 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 perfect mix, she was Morena with an Indian
She had the cinnamon lips the was rimmy and crisp

I thought she was Dominican the way she was them hips
I never had a clue that she wanna with me but I'm like Darnell
Shorty had eyes for me, it's a 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 bumpin'and

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

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