Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

It took A and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now
Rob Base, Snoop to get it rockin' now
Big talking, Mayweather, Pacquiao
soft up 'cause he can't hard top it now

Now you boys got a death wish
I beat a mothafucka, uglier Precious
nigga, you can find me where the ex is
Whippin' in the kitchen, both ambidextrous

Recession got the hood pushin' more than time
So I dropped a hundred in the streets, I buy stocks
Tell the little get his shine box
Good fellas, hood fellas living on my

If nigga got a problem, I 'em
A keys yes, nigga we'll rob 'em
Got the 9 milli in my pants, case you niggas dance
Leave a mothafucka shakin' Harlem

I said we came in bitch tonight to murder things
And we gonna leave bitch tonight a murder scene
In black head to toe, we murder clean
Do you know the name of the clique murder teams?
up?

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em

Always on flow shit, Jeezy Montana
Cocaine capital, that would be
One, triple-O, I'm from that's the whole goal
Nigga catch ya slippin' I'm from, that's a stolen

Next up a homicide, nobody seen shit
Wake up to a homicide, ain't nobody to
to the home of the home invasion
DEA like to raid, you might get home raided

Went up in it like a from the Raiders
Bring a Half Mac, for that paper
phantom, Avatar blue though
Parked outta space shit, we call that Pluto

Grown legend, in the hood I'm a hero
On that minute fourteen like a guitar
a long way from that toilet bowl white though
But I'mma be alright

I said we in this bitch tonight to murder things
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder
In black from head to toe, we clean
Do you know the name of the clique that teams?
up?

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em

Always on my shit, Joey Viagra
up, make 'em car sick, abracadabra
Presto magic, on the scene
Party's all around me it's Gotti on the scene

money NBA, NFL all legal
My niggas on the block going hard pumpin'
do you want it, Joe stay blunted
I gets off but the stay on it

This is my castle, but it ain't though
Ice so bright, shit shine like a show
This my life, yo, go get bitch
Ball 'til we fall 'til the judge hit the

cowboys, that's my thing
Do it for my niggas down in the bing
In the state, in the Fed pen my rings
I don't your respect, the streets crowned me king

I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder
We gonna leave this bitch a murder scene
In black from head to toe, we clean
Do you know the name of the that murder teams?
up?

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em