Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

It took A Keys and to get this city poppin' now
Rob Base, Dogg to get it rockin' now
Big money talking, Mayweather,
Gucci up 'cause he can't hard top it now

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

Recession got the hood more than time clocks
So I a hundred in the streets, I don't buy stocks
Tell the little mothafucka get his box
Good fellas, hood living on my block

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

I said we in this bitch tonight to murder things
And we gonna leave this tonight a murder scene
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 that flow shit, Jeezy
Cocaine capital, would be Atlanta
One, triple-O, where I'm that's the whole goal
catch ya slippin' where I'm from, that's a stolen

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

Went up in it like a halfback the Raiders
Bring a Mac, anything for that paper
Two-door phantom, blue though
outta space shit, we call that bitch Pluto

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

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

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

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

on my hard shit, Joey Viagra
Pull up, make 'em car sick,
Presto magic, on the scene
Party's all around me like it's on the scene

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

This is my castle, but it white though
Ice so bright, shit shine like a light
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 locked in the bing
In the state, in the Fed pen my rings
I don't need respect, the streets crowned me king

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

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

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