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 Jelly-packing-ass
You get your bitch ass up off the street, nigga
You got seconds to get your hating ass up outta here (Pouring up and showing up, bitch)
'Cause it's some trill-ass niggas in this
Yeah, nigga, y'all know the sco', y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers,
Get the fuck up out of here,
Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass, getting high-ass in here,
Three 6, UGK, nigga, we putting it down in this
And we ain't playing wit'chu, y'all know the motherfucking sco',
Now it up, nigga

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

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

Niggas scared to flaunt it, niggas they want it want it
Some niggas they it joint it, but I be fucked up up on it
Well the Mafia 6, and we ain't bout that bullshit
If we gon' get high we gon' get high, and we gon' haves a
Two all at the mouth, niggas all at the ass
And plus, that have a nigga dick hard all night and she cool with that
She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange
And just when you thought she was freaking, she got super loose
Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in like duck-duck-goose
All that want it can it, she on that X and that tootie fruit
Forty dollars for just one ounce, plus tussionex is how it's pronounced
Niggas sipping and and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out

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

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

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

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