Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

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

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

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

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

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 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, in your Chucks

Have you seen fluent flow?
Well, this is how you do it
Man, I don't a fuck
Fuck it, how I ride, slide in the

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

I'm too G'd up to play with bustaz
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 to make all bad good, my nigga
Got for the pimpin', Chucks on the daily
I ain't trippin' off these 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, 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' in your Chucks
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your
Yeah,

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

Always 'bout what a nigga gon' do
But you a hoe, so nobody don't you
Lightin' it up for the to see
The return of Mr. X to the Z,

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

Dog, set it off, motherfuck haters
I keep it 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 dark

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

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

To all my pimps, in your 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 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

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 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 Chucks
Beotch, mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

Gators,