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 talking, Mayweather, Pacquiao
Gucci soft up 'cause he can't top it now

Now what you got a death wish
I beat a mothafucka, than Precious
Real nigga, you can find me the ex is
in the kitchen, both hands ambidextrous

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

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

I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder
And we gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder
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

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

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

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

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

I said we came in this tonight to murder things
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a scene
In black from to toe, we murder 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
Pull up, 'em car sick, abracadabra
Presto magic, on the scene
Party's all me like it's Gotti on the scene

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

This is my castle, but it white though
Ice so bright, shit shine a light show
This my life, yo, go get bitch
Ball we fall 'til the judge hit the pulpit

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

I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder
We gonna leave bitch tonight a murder scene
In black from head to toe, we murder
Do you know the 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