Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love Remix

TE baby, come on, uh-huh uh-huh
[Verse 1: 50
Look we can together mama, his and hers
Fifth Ave baby, Fendi furs
I ain't tight the chips girl
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 life in the lane
I mix dro hash
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil ass
like she loves me, she loves me not
Cause her pump her head full of bullshit alot
I jewels I imported from Joe's
Chanel bags I from boosters
To the hood I her
She feisty, every now and she wanna fight me
saying if I get knocked she ain't gon write me
The sick part is all bullshit excites me
Destiny's Child]
A thug's I want
A thug's what I
Even though my don't seem to see
That he lace me money
He knows I want it
And I'm never gonna leave my
My don't no good, baby
[Verse 2:
It's like this and like that and like
Hey yo I'm the illest rapper to hold the
Patrol the 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 grew up in the hood, as a hazardous youth,
With a fucked up childhood that I used as an
And ain't shit changed I kept the mind state,
Since the time I failed ninth grade
You think that I'm a negative person,
Don't be so of it,
I don't promote violence I encourage it
I laugh at the of death,
As I fall down a flight of steps,
And land inside a bed of spider
So throw to the wind,
You and a can jump off of a bridge,
And if you do it again
Shit why not, blow your out,
I'm blowin out, fuck it,
You live once you might as well die now
[Chorus: Child]
A thug's what I
A thug's what I
Even though my friends don't to see
That he lace me money
He when I want it
And I'm never leave my baby
My thug don't no good,
[Verse 3:
it
When I come in the place
Like plain watched took the and iced it
Blaine E comin in the purest form
On some Streisand shit when a star is
I might rock a fake watch for the scene
And rob me end up deaf for no
I approach those that cramp my style
I ask they be like hunh
Like a juvenile crack a smile say a
That's out cold
Strong enough to you
With his choke
So what ya all want don't taunt
Or I you in the back of somebody's restaurant, it's murda
flat with the rats and cats
By a cardboard box where the be at
One thing for those that wanna bite my shit
I hope you choke and no one you the Heimlich, dead
Onassis, on the mic
a picture that would out weigh Picasso, yeeeah
Yeah you be believin' it
You imaginin the unity of bossy and
No matter the deal, money,
x2 Destiny's Child]
A what I want
A thug's what I
Even my friends don't seem to see
he lace me with money
He when I want it
And I'm never gonna my baby
My thug no good, baby
Fader: Beyonce]
A thug is what I
And a is what I need
And my friends don't
How my baby me
A is what I want
And a thug is what I
And my friends understand
And I think its