Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love Remix

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