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, Snoop Dogg to get it now
Big money talking, Mayweather,
Gucci soft up 'cause he hard top it now

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

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

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 wanna
Leave a mothafucka shakin' Harlem

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

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

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

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

Next up a homicide, ain't seen shit
Wake up to a homicide, ain't dreams to
to the home of the home invasion
DEA like to raid, you might get your raided

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

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

I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder
In from head 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)
down, son, you killin' 'em

Always on my hard shit, Viagra
Pull up, 'em car sick, abracadabra
Presto magic, on the scene
Party's all around me like Gotti on the scene

Your NBA, NFL all legal
My niggas on the going hard pumpin' diesel
However do you want it, Joe blunted
I gets off but the 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 yours
Ball 'til we fall 'til the hit the pulpit

Cocaine cowboys, that's my
Do it for my locked 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 tonight to murder things
We gonna leave this tonight a murder scene
In black from 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)
down, son, you killin' 'em

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