Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in your

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

Bitches want dick, want a grip
Motherfuckers wanna when you gon' slip
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 start 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 hookers to work
He want to save the hoe, so he took her to
Bitches slangin', lootin', hookin',
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, 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' 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 fluent flow?
Well, is how you do it though
Man, I give a fuck
it, how I ride, slide in the bucket

Trip, I told nigga to hold his bitch
Come equipped but don't trip, nigga his bitch
The bitch bomb, I 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 play games bustaz
Got somethin' to start trippin' lanes and bustin'
I'm Gotti, motherfucker, and T's
Nickels and semi-automatic and beams

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

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, 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
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 half a fag, nigga, fuck you

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

To my niggaz in them Cadillacs, swingin' battle axe
A million dollars 90 days, imagine that
My habitat is black, ramsacked heavy gats
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 mark for my spark, terror you apart
You have you some heart, comin' out here after dark

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

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

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

Gators,