Luyện nghe bài hát Slippin

Don't let me you slippin'!


Let me you slippin'! (Let me catch you slippin'!)
Let me you slippin'! (Let me catch you slippin'!)
Nigga!

let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (Hey!)
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)

Caught a nigga outside of the parking lot
nigga partner change rang in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you know bout it

let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me you slippin'!
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
let me catch you slippin'!

'Cause you move to you ain't good out there
Send the pie rules get shit took out there
a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
I know County niggas got kush out there (Squat)

Party in the A-town, J-Prince Jr.
You ain't from the streets, you just rap a lot,
Booked for a show in the middle of the
You ain't good out this a Chi Town, nigga
by nature, fuck it I'm Trey
Run that tank nigga like a relay
You really that's what the streets say
Fuck who you nigga, you gotta pay
Out in PA, fuckin' with
Heard favorite rapper got his AP took
I'm green dots, puttin' money on books
If he broke he hatin' young get money
Fuckin' with the white girl, bunny
Got them niggas lookin' funny 'em runnn' in yo shit
Caught 'em slippin' gas, nigga you a sweet leak
Got by the bloods now you runnin' with the crips, nah
You niggas boo
I'mma call Troop, he call Big U
Now the guns all on you deja vu
You a question gangster, DJ Clue
For that Cuban link chain and big Rolex
You in the wrong scenario, tribe called
On the jet boy mission all our clips got
Tryin' to hold your chain, you gon' end up missin'

let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!(You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (Hey!)
let me catch you slippin'!(You know!)

Caught a slippin' outside of the parking lot
Yung nigga partner change in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you they bout it

Don't let me you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me you slippin'!
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

'Cause you move to Hollywood you good out there
Send the pie rules get shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to
I know Clay County got kush out there (Squat)

I got shooters in the D, I talkin' bout the Pistons
Grand auto, send them homies on a mission
Pay yo' ass a braggin' bout yo low ticket
Shoulda kept your mouth closed, now we know business
Layin' in yo crib like an infant, kill you in an
I the shit for the chicken, I just hit a sweet lick,
Sheen, we winnin'
Ten toes down with the yoppa, I'm a
No V-103 like I'm street
give up the money, then it's all RIP
Sendin' head like the DMV
Half asleep split wig like the Red Sea
Got stripes in the like a referee
Have a nigga runnin' a refugee
Show you how to rob, got the
Do your homework, find out he be at
Where he hide the put the D at
Run up in yo' shit we seize that
break it down on the G pad
Better be, boo you don't that
Waka Flocka Flame catch me hangin' the G's at
Rob a dope boy, I worryin' bout prison
Can't the police 'bout them bricks in the kitchen

let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
let me catch you slippin'! (Hey!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)

Caught a slippin' outside of the parking lot
Yung partner change rang in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it back you know they bout it

let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me you slippin'!
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
Send the pie rules get your shit out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to
I know Clay niggas got kush out there (Squat)