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

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For a trill, working the wheel, a pimp not a
Keep the dope fiends than the Goodyear Blimp
We eat so many shrimp, I got poisoning
Punk niggas make me sick with all the pidgeoning and
You say that you a boss, I believing that shit
You got a funny Geneva watch, with the Ferrari kit
Take monkey shit off, you embarrassing us
I got the web from mezzazine, orange and yellow cuffs
Hyper called on, on the hands-free
The '84 roam, on them blades, 20-inch
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, niggas they 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 gon' get high, and we gon' a bitch
Two niggas all at the mouth, all at the ass
And plus, syrup 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 done got super
come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose
All that want it can bone it, she on that X and tootie fruit
Forty for just one ounce 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 some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip

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

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

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