Luyện nghe bài hát Movin' In Your Chucks

Mov-mov-movin' in Chucks

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

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

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

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

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 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
Beotch, in your Chucks

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

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

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

I don't really give a 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 off these busta niggaz, bitches gotta pay me

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

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

Always talkin 'bout what a nigga do
But you a hoe, so nobody 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 hard that his head gon' his back

Dog, set it off, motherfuck haters
I keep it for my paper in my now or later
Made my mark for my spark, tear you apart
You better 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 like full court
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 still cookin' in the kitchen

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' 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 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 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, in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' in your Chucks
Beotch, in your Chucks

Gators,