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Текст песни Kool G Rap - A Thug`s Love Story (Chapter I, II, III)

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[Kool G Rap]I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a sixLiving some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricksCrib way out in the sticks, they house looking slickIt`s like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flickMe and my clique met the chick up at Saint NicksHoney was thick, I was the first nigga to kickYo mami was thick, silk skirt with thigh splitI couldn`t quit, trying to peep out the privatesThe live shit, you know how loose I getI`m scheming on her back, peeping her hips, fiending to hitPlump cherry lips, medium tits, Chink eyes her baby hair chickThe type you want to pair with, have an affair withWe chattered a bit, slipped me the digits, to the hip and the phone flip Said she had to split, hopped in the whip, headed up the stripProbably had to get with her man and shitLater on at night, I`m stressing love at first sightSome ain`t right, I ain`t the type of cat like meto be dealing with mad feelingsAnd even though mami was mad appealingBody revealing and big wheelingThis shit is illin, I don`t like itFuck it, I can`t fight itI reaching for the cordless to call MissI insist to get with thisTan Tone answer the phone, "Hello, who this?" (chick)"It`s me baby, G Luciano, what up lady""Fine and how you doing boo" (chick)"Ain`t nothing new but you, angel, yo why don`t you swing through"we could sip on some champagne from Spain boo"About an hour or two she came thru, fly hairdoWe link, push in the six circle circle drinkTo purple mink, had mad bank, Chanel bag full of Benjamin FranksMore ices than a hockey rink, face of a SaintWent for a drink ? Hot shotsWould wanna spend those five digit o`s, on bimbo`sBar closed, back to her six double o, she droveMy eyes closed her nigga dozed, when I awokeSaw mad snow, we at her spot at the PoconosBridge robes, crib hot as a stoveShe changed out of her clothes, put on a silky bath robePanty hoes with see thru holes, pretty toesTook me into the master suite, shit was sweetJacuzzi four feet deep, with satin sheetsAs I was speaking to this half black/latin freakMet on a Manhatten street, body petite, fat on the cheeksI was getting open, started laughing and jokingWe weed smoking, stroking, the shorty`s spoke andSaid what the deal is, the realness My man is crazy as Bruce WillisIf he catches us, he`ll try to kill usHe got a whole army of KiiersMe no worry, I got the clapper sonEnd of the first verse, chapter oneWordShit is real in the fieldThug love story[G. Luciano]So here I amLaid up in this lavish house, up in the PoconosWith this chick I don`t even really knowSteady stressing me how ill her man isSo what I go and do, heh-heh, I nail her ass to the bed anywayStraight twisting mami`s back outHit three o`clock, fell right the fuck to sleepClothes still on, breath smelling like HenrockTotally no kind of regards for this bitch`s manI guess it`s just another one of those G Rap adventures[Kool G. Rap]The next day about a quarter to eightI heard a squeek on the staircaseGot the gat from under the pillow caseSomebody broke in, now me and boo fully awokenGood thing I slept inside my clothes and shorty was frozenI`m waiting for a head to poke in, and start smokingThe home invasion, right through the door, he started blazingBullets was grazing, shit was crazy andI had to think to fast, let the gun blast, duck, then dashHeard a crash, they broke through the door, they on her assJumped off the balcony like a falcon GeeWith honey right in back of me, feel on top of the snow in agonyShit was thick, couldn`t get to the six, they loaded the fifthSaw the snowmobile yo fuck itWe start jumped it, get on top of the shit and peeledMad soldiers out in the field, busting they steelThe raw deal, kill or be killed, shit is realTen hit me right on my heels, trying to make a thugs blood spillIn zero degrees, niggas on skis, me and these GeesSlipping through pine trees, we skid up behind theseTwo big rocks and left off shots, about four droppedThe other six started to pop, I feel something hotI think I got hit, my jacket is rippedLoaded my last clip then broke out quick and checked the chickShe on my back tighter than shit, like vise gripsI started clapping, niggas rolled up in blowing black andSpotted this Rover by a log cabin, we got our as inMash the gas, make the fucking wheel spinThe safety again, and still doing a hundred and tenShorty shivering, lips quivering, ski suits up in the back seatPulled over the Jeep get it inAnd took a rest stop at the river bendWe living, we made it the fuck out, mad slugs deliveringPretty soon we at my rest piece, up in the bedroomGot shorty boo tending my bullet woundPut on some tunes, she blew my shit like a balloonUp in the moonlit room, and dicking her wombHitting full behind her, grinding her with my anacondaShe rode the dick like a hondaI took her to the point of no return like Bridgette FondaShe back spasmed, giving the crazy orgasm, from steady rhythmMy dick glistened, her lips hit`em, I shot jismThen laid back in the sack and lit the ismI thought about the realismNiggas coming and bring they steel with themI got just the thing to deal with themNickel plate Mac, the laser attached, with two clips packedPush a niggas whole head back, so I snatched thatSo quick spread out and play the layoutStill on alert, me and the skirt, day in and day out[G. Luciano]Yo what`s the matter mami, you scared or something?[Mami]I`m a little worried baby[G. Luciano]Yo, don`t be worried about nothing, alrightEverything is gonna be alright[Mami]OK[G. Luciano]Look, we just gonna go to your house, go get the moneyYou know, we gonna get your backs or whateverAnd we gonna get out of there, alright?[Mami]Alright, ven paca papi, dame un besito[G. Luciano]Alright, grab that bag money[Mami]Let`s do this, baby[Kool G. Rap]After three whole days of lamping, we broke camp andWent out to the beach, many mansions out in the HamptonsBrung the clamp, ready to shoot shit up at randomFive hundred grand is buried in the sandWe planning, up in the crib-o with big windows, I`m counting the doughShe packing her clothes, had her Lexus in the back of the RollsI saw the keys, I grabbed the G`s, we on and took thoseShit was sitting on some chrome momo`sTinted windows, a LS Ford double OTold the chick, yo you moving to slowSpeed it up baby, we got to goAnd get this plane and hit the CaymansWith the payment, somebody came inA platoon of goons with heaters aimingI drew the Mac 10 and started flaming, they did the same andSlugs spraying and blood raining, I left about seven thugs layingBut this one cat was gaining, he grab the dame andPut the heater to the chicks brain andI let my two guns drop, they got the dropThey took us both to a boat dock, then on a yachtThe chick`s man was there with a sixteen shotNigga was hot, took the glock and hit me dead in my knotHoney started to panic and yelling that money in spanishThinking he`s out to take advantageSo we`re out in the fucking AtlanticWith no lifesavers and strandedBackhanded the chick on the floor, called her a whoreSaid, "amor you won`t be pretty no more"Took us on a tour, down in the deckGuess he wasn`t ready to kill us yetSaw this nigga there, holding the TecReady to wet, I`m started to sweat, a niggas stressedWe up beside a horrible messI saw a box with the letters on it S.O.SSo I took out a flare gun and shot the kid in the chestTook the Tec from out his hand, now I`m ready to blessThe madness, put the rest of them niggas to restLooked around, the chick`s man was the only one leftThrew his ass over board and told him hold your breathCaught my breath, I seen honey down on the deckEyes closed with a bullet hole dead in her breastHeld her in my arms till her soul finally leftI`m mad depressed, my baby was an innocent death

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A Thug`s Love Story (Chapter I, II, III)

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