Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love Remix

TE baby, on, uh-huh Trackmasters uh-huh
[Verse 1: 50
we can shop together mama, his and hers
Fifth Ave shit baby, Fendi
I ain't tight with the chips
I'm down to
If it's ice you like light up your life (Ooh)
VS2 Clarity
I the block I ain't the type to punch a clock
I'm the type to put the to the floor in the drop
I live in the fast lane
I mix dro with
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil ass
It's she loves me, she loves me not
Cause her pump her head full of bullshit alot
I gave jewels I from Joe's
Chanel bags I bought from
To the I introduced her
She feisty, every now and then she wanna me
People saying if I get knocked she ain't gon me
The sick is all that bullshit excites me
Destiny's Child]
A thug's what I
A thug's what I
Even my friends don't seem to see
That he me with money
He knows when I it
And I'm gonna leave my baby
My don't no good, baby
[Verse 2:
It's like this and like and like this
Hey yo I'm the illest rapper to hold the
the corners lookin for hookers,
To punch in the with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action than Brosco James Todd Senior,
And smackin his with vacuum cleaner attachments
I up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth,
With a up childhood that I used as an excuse
And ain't shit changed I kept the mind state,
Since the third I failed ninth grade
You probably think that I'm a person,
Don't be so of it,
I promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the of death,
As I fall down a flight of steps,
And land inside a bed of webs
So throw to the wind,
You and a can jump off of a bridge,
And if you live do it
Shit why not, blow brain out,
I'm mine out, fuck it,
You only live you might as well die now
Destiny's Child]
A what I want
A thug's I need
though my friends don't seem to see
That he lace me money
He when I want it
And I'm never gonna my baby
My thug don't no good,
3: Nas?]
it
When I come in the place
plain watched took the Jacob and iced it
Blaine E comin in the purest form
On some Streisand shit when a star is
I might rock a fake diamond watch for the
And rob me end up for no reason
I approach those that wanna cramp my
when I ask they be like
Like a juvenile crack a smile say a
That's straight out
enough to grab you
With his choke
So what ya all want dare taunt
Or I you in the back of somebody's restaurant, it's murda
Laying flat the rats and cats
By a box where the buns be at
One more thing for those wanna bite my shit
I hope you choke and no one you the Heimlich, dead
Onassis, on the mic
Paint a picture that out weigh Picasso, yeeeah
Yeah you be believin' it
You imaginin the of bossy and shit
No the deal, money, money
[Chorus: x2 Destiny's
A thug's what I
A thug's I need
Even my friends don't seem to see
That he me with money
He knows I want it
And I'm gonna leave my baby
My thug don't no good,
[Bridge Beyonce]
A thug is I want
And a thug is I need
And my friends don't
How my laces me
A is what I want
And a thug is I need
And my don't understand
And I think its