Luyện nghe bài hát Sippin' On Some Syrup

You ol' pussy-ass, cake-ass, punk-ass, trick-ass, sucker-ass,
Fuck-ass, dick-in-the-booty-ass, K-Y nigga
You better get your bitch ass up off the street,
You got five seconds to get your hating ass up outta here (Pouring up and up, bitch)
it's some trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, know the motherfucking sco', y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers,
Get the up out of here, bitch
Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass, getting niggas in here,
Three 6, UGK, nigga, we it down in this motherfucker
And we ain't playing wit'chu, know the motherfucking sco', homie
Now it up, nigga

Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip

on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip

For a trill, the wheel, a pimp not a simp
Keep the dope fiends higher than the Blimp
We eat so many shrimp, I got poisoning
Punk niggas me sick with all the pidgeoning and bargaining
You say that you a boss, I believing that shit
You got a funny Geneva evil watch, the Ferrari kit
Take that monkey off, you embarrassing us
I got the web from mezzazine, thick orange and cuffs
Hyper called on, on the phone
The '84 roam, on blades, 20-inch chrome
If you got 16, you can get a
I'm choking on that doja sweet and on that siz-erp

Niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas want it want it
Some niggas they join it it, but I be fucked up up on it
Well we're the Mafia 6, and we bout that bullshit
If we gon' get high we get high, and we gon' haves a bitch
Two niggas all at the mouth, all at the ass
And plus, that syrup have a nigga dick hard all and she cool with that
She her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice
And just when you she was freaking, she done got super loose
Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles duck-duck-goose
All that want it can it, she on that X and that tootie fruit
dollars for just one ounce ounce, plus tussionex is how it's pronounced
Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm all out

Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip

People always asking me, is the Three 6 on that?
Rolling on X pills, stuttering, pup-pup powder packs
Woah, where the weed at, like that we need that
will slow me down, something that keep me easy
Nothing like that yella yella, have you itching, man
like, what's up, fool? Vocal chords sounding lame
In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter
Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit'll you down
Knock you out, make you asleep when you're on them wheels
Ain't no doubt, hit me I beep for this refill
Once again, on my wicked high, have that drank
Yeah, my nig, know, I feel like I'm gonna fucking faint

Nigga, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young
Paul and Vito, we a tune that's sweeter than Pedito
With my Three 6 niggas up in my southern credo
Quick, fast, we'll put it on your ass John Bido
'Cause you fronting rap sangers, be creamy like a
You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle
Humdanger, rum dranker, occasionally
Your bitch to the telly and be a dick and cum
When Big Bun come danger, nigga, ring alarm
Sexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my
And that shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches
that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom
For the most, I'm steady sipping on sizzurp

Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip