Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in your

We come through whylin'
Y'all love it, who like sex and violence?
She got a camera phone, send a picture and a
Fiends dough, tricks want sex

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

Don't let 'em fool ya, these ain't innocent
They'll the game and make the gangsters start pimpin' women
He don't want her, she's just a
You gotta use her, you know hoes love the

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

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

Have you ever seen fluent
Well, this is how you do it
Man, I give a fuck
Fuck it, how I ride, in the bucket

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

I'm too G'd up to play games bustaz
Got somethin' to start trippin' niggaz and bustin'
I'm Gotti, motherfucker, and T's
Nickels and ninas and beams

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

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

Always poppin' that like you want to
But you don't say a fuckin' when I come through
I call the shot, somebody touch you
But you ain't even a fag, nigga, fuck you

Always talkin 'bout a nigga gon' do
But you a hoe, so nobody believe you
it up for the world to see
The return of Mr. X to the Z,

To my in them Cadillacs, swingin' that battle axe
A million every 90 days, imagine that
My habitat is black, ramsacked with heavy
Hit a nigga so hard that his head touch his back

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

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

In a hospital robe, back of your body
I stay in militant mode, I staple holes to your
Because it's one for the hustle, two for
For my brothers in position still cookin' in the

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

Gators,