Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

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

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

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

So let 'em do ya, put them hookers to
He want to save the hoe, so he her to church
slangin', lootin', hookin', recruitin'
Work the credit cards, stealin', 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' 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
Beotch, mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

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

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

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

I really give a fuck about your hood, my nigga
I'm just tryin' to make all bad good, my
Got gators for the pimpin', Chucks on the
I ain't trippin' off these busta niggaz, 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' in your Chucks

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

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

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

To my niggaz in them Cadillacs, that battle axe
A million dollars 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, them haters
I it pimpin' for my paper in my now or later
my mark for my spark, terror tear you apart
You have you some 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 back and forth like full court tennis
We gon' handle what we gon' handle, 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 cookin' in the

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

Gators,