Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Get Caught Slippin

Ace
Street
Let me tell you one
get caught slipping out here on these streets homeboy
Keep your eyes and ears open, you
it might go down

When the traps up and the MAC slow down
You hit the deck because it might go down
Don't get slipping, yeah it might go down
Don't get caught slipping, because it go down
Keep an eye on your nigga, and running around
Yeah this boy telling so it might go down
Don't get caught slipping, yeah it go down
Don't get caught slipping, yeah it go down

1]
Young nigga seventeen, to get money
Niggas about the dough but really ain't shit funny
Just watch who you serve with them birds buddy
Every fiend a fiend if you see them look funny
You better tell your team, you don't need that
That shit smell funny, you ain't getting from me
I stacked a hundred fiends on these something
That keep coming, tell the boy to keep bumping
Well watch folks keeping enemies close
And any nigga kin to me they better not
He say that he a to me but snitching to the po'
He on the court, tell the judge what he know
Price on his head, he be dead by four, so don't slip
Or you could be him, no on the phone
Because them FEDS get tips, get caught slipping
it might be them

2]
And I won't be slipping, the on a mission
Only vision of winning and my sight is on a
Serving that white girl to any want to get it
And fresh Louis linen can call that pimping
That on my side, homeboy I ain't slipping
Your boy's off snitching, tell them niggas ain't it
It might go down, so watch you do a
creep in the town leave bodies left on the ground
(Don't get slipping)
Because the get down
I stay in all black a Florida Marlin crown
So keep away the faking ain't a real nigga
If you ever go down stay loyal to your
And you don't shit, never snitching on the mound
And homie slip, because it might go down
Yeah don't slip, it might go down
And homie don't slip, because it go down

3]
And I run my city, I own my
Can't man come and disrespect my grounds
You my nigga, you want something with him?
You want to come get it, you'll be my missiles
Yeah boy it went down, homie done slipped
And now he in a coffin on a first trip
Yeah boy it went down, homie done slipped
And now he in a coffin on a first class