Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

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

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

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

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

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, 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 Chucks
Beotch, in your Chucks

Have you seen fluent 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
equipped but don't trip, nigga mold his bitch
The bomb, I think he in possession of mine
'Cause the bitch is tryin' to put my dick on top of her

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

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

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 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
Yeah,

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

Always 'bout what a nigga 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' battle axe
A million dollars every 90 days, that
My habitat is black, ramsacked heavy gats
Hit a nigga so that his head gon' touch his back

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

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

In a robe, back of your body exposed
I stay in militant mode, I holes to your clothes
it's 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' 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' movin' in your
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 your
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in Chucks

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
Beotch, mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

Gators,