Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

We come through whylin'
Y'all it, who don't like sex and violence?
She got a camera phone, send a picture and a
want dough, tricks want sex

Bitches dick, pimps want a grip
Motherfuckers wanna know you gon' slip
Man, you rich, you still kick it in the
coke and fuckin' bitches real good?

Don't let 'em fool ya, bitches ain't innocent
They'll change the game and make the gangsters pimpin' women
He don't want her, just a decoy
You gotta use her, you know love the d-boy

So let 'em do ya, put hookers to work
He to save the hoe, so he took her to church
Bitches slangin', lootin', hookin',
Work the cards, stealin', cookin' and shootin'

To all my pimps, in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in Chucks

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks
Beotch, in your Chucks

Have you ever seen flow?
Well, this is how you do it
Man, I don't give a
it, how I ride, slide in the bucket

Trip, I told this nigga to hold his
Come but don't trip, nigga mold his bitch
The bitch bomb, I he in possession of mine
'Cause the bitch is tryin' to put my on top of her mind

I'm too G'd up to play games with
Got somethin' to start trippin' niggaz lanes and
I'm Gotti, motherfucker, and T's
Nickels and semi-automatic ninas and

I don't really give a fuck your hood, my nigga
I'm just tryin' to make all bad good, my
Got for the pimpin', Chucks on the daily
I trippin' off these busta niggaz, bitches gotta pay me

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks
To all my pimps, in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your
Yeah,

Always poppin' that shit you want to
But you don't say a fuckin' thing when I through
I call the shot, gon' touch you
But you ain't even half a fag, nigga, you

Always talkin 'bout what a gon' do
But you a hoe, so don't believe you
Lightin' it up for the to see
The of Mr. X to the Z, damn

To my niggaz in them Cadillacs, swingin' that axe
A dollars every 90 days, imagine that
My habitat is black, with heavy gats
Hit a so hard that his head gon' touch his back

Dog, set it off, motherfuck haters
I keep it pimpin' for my in my now or later
Made my for my spark, terror tear you apart
You better have you some heart, out here after dark

If you gon' start, you must finish, nigga, yo' business
Because you like a menace, you got sent off to the dentist
I don't be goin' and forth like full court tennis
We gon' handle we gon' handle, have you walkin' in sandals

In a robe, back of your body exposed
I in militant mode, I staple holes to your clothes
Because one for the hustle, two for transition
For my brothers in position still in the kitchen

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your
To all my pimps, in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in gators
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks
To all my pimps, in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your
To all my pimps, in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in Chucks
Beotch, mov-mov-movin' in your

Gators,