Текст песни Snoop Dogg - In Love With a Thug
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[Snoop Dogg]Yeah, this shit right here sound like a love song(she was in love)A gangsta love song, you feel me? Check it out(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)Yeah, gangsta, uh-huh!Have you ever had a pretty, young sadittyBlack female with chips, from the city?Her momma got ends, and her daddy got endsAnd she liked to give me ends when I`m out with my friendsGood girl - why do good girls like bad boys? (I don`t know)When I was a kid, growin up, I never had toysAnd I think that she can figure that shit out (why?)Cause everytime she came to pick a nigga upShit, she`d take a nigga outRoll around town, ask the pound, they know, lookBaby was my thang, nah, she was my low-lowBought my first Rol-o, and then we took a photo togetherMan I hope this thang last foreverWe been together six months, and we ain`t argued yetShe lovin a nigga, steady buyin me shitAnd don`t say shit when I dip with my clickAnd understand, when I`m down and outmay need some help with some chipsHer mother approved of me, but her father he don`tHe probably won`t, shit Pops ain`t no punkDaddy`s little girl be in a gangsta`s worldBuyin me houseshoes and khaki blues, California curlsNo matter what her father say, baby gon` see meIt`s like a jungle sometimes, that makes me Wonder like StevieBelieve me, when I say that baby was in love with a thugIn love with a thugChorus: repeat 2X(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)Daddy I`m in love with a gangsta(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)Momma I`m in love with a gangsta[Snoop Dogg]Mm.. I`m caught up in the middle and I don`t know what to doI caught eight months in the joint, behind my crewThat I gotta do and I`ma miss you BooBut I`ma write you every night and call you on the phone tooWhatchu gon` do? "You know I`m gon` stay trueBut I`ma go ahead to college like my father want me to"Well um, off to my cell withcha body on my mindAnd I`ma call you back tomorrow round the same timeI`m on the mainline, 9500 for shortOn another phoneline, holla`n at my other hoeThis bitch ain`t sayin SHIT, cause the bitch ain`t SHITOld fat golddiggin-ass county check receivin BEOTCHI bail up in the Day Room and get in a scrapNiggaz watchin Soul Train and I wouldn`t turn it back (man fuck y`all)Never caught slippin, always on strapAnd now I`m back in the hole with no motherfuckin getbackSit back and contemplate, and think about babyAnd hope she don`t get caught up in the world that`s so crazyBut while I`m up in Wayside, and she off in collegeShe gettin a little mo` than a schoolgirl knowledgeCause gangsta-ass niggaz go to school nowadaysI tried to make you wait, but I can`t change yo` waysShe fell in love with the local GAnd now they both in the penetentiary, she didn`t mention meChorus 2X