Luyện nghe bài hát Slippin

I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
But I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
I'm slippin', I was
I bet I'll get up
I'm slippin', I'm
I know I'm up
I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
But I'm slippin', I'm
I get up

Use money for motivation
same ones that came up with me hatin'
When money talkin', it can change a
They'd see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
I'm dedicated, but I'm out of patience
Hopin' these pain pills away frustration
We drinkin' lean and pourin' up until the gone
On medication, me and conversatin'

Okay that lean had me slippin', damn dawg you
Had to my niggas and stay focused on the mission
Now we at the Grammys, started in the
And I brought the family, fuck them other
Cause ain't nobody when I told 'em I would blow
Now the VIP be crowded city that I go
said she like my style, I be thinkin', "Yeah I know"
Would've never gave me back in the day when I was broke
So I ball hard, post it on the 'Gram to motivate 'em
When you're money, niggas' broke, they supposed to hate it
Hurt my heart when I my closest homie caught the vapors
watch 'em closely, backstabbers they poke me
Shot me, brought me down on my knees, tried to Derrick me
Won 'em a ring, did me like I was Kobe
Talked down on me they thought that I slipped
You niggas crazy if you I would quit, no!

Use that for motivation
Them same ones that came up me hatin'
When money talkin', it can change a
They'd rather see me in shackles, watch me take off
I'm dedicated, but I'm runnin' out of
Hopin' these pain pills take frustration
We drinkin' and pourin' up until the 8th gone
On medication, me and Satan

Yo, bein' is so embarrassin', got sick of wastin' time
I took packages to Maryland
Me and Leek, pounds of tree in the caravan
I ever wrote a rhyme, I had a scam
Might been young, but I had a plan
I wanted designer
was in the kitchen with a lot of coke
I wanted this money since a nose
We was in the staircase, watchin' driftin' off
Now it's Teterboro private jets, liftin' off
Tell the I just need to know when we about to land
I was Ds sendin' out them fiends
Stashed a couple in my Nike sock
Never I like a cop
My man ain't his mother used to like the cop
Damn,
A Cuban chain and a Rollie'll make your man
Same one you grams with and split your sandwich
Meek told me get this money and motivate 'em
It's no debatin', if you broke we got no relation
Harlem!

Use that for motivation
Them same that came up with me hatin'
When money talkin', it can a conversation
rather see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
I'm dedicated, but I'm runnin' out of
Hopin' pain pills take away frustration
We drinkin' lean and pourin' up until the 8th
On medication, me and Satan