Luyện nghe bài hát Still Tippin (G-Unit Remix)

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Still tippin' on four fours, in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in Vouges
Pimpin' **** and I'm packin four fours

Now look who creepin', who crawlin', still ballin' in the mix
Is that 6'6, long **** slim *****, stickin' your
Pullin' tricks, slick at all times when I'm flippin'
Bar sippin', car dippin', Grant Wood grain
Still tippin' on four Vouges rapped in four
Pimpin' hoes and I'm packin four fours
Blowin' on that *****, Game Cube
Five percent so you can't see up in my window

These ***** understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hog on candy
Top down at Maxis a big ***** 9 handy
Peaced up, creased up, stayin' to impress
Big boss buckle under my Mitchell N Ess
Oh, shades up on my brades when I escalade
When I'm ridin', Spreewheels slidin' a escapade
I got it the big boss of the north,
Ain't **** changed, I still Swisha House, ha

Still tippin' on four fours, in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
four **** and I'm packin' four fours

Four four's I'm tippin', grain, I'm grippin'
Catch me lane switchin' with the paint
Turn your and your dame missin', me and Slim, we ain't trippin'
I'm finger-flippin' and sippin', like do or die, I'm hoe pimpin'
Car stop, rims spinnin' I'm flippin' drops with invisible tops
**** bop when my drop out
I'm the block with four 18's, candy green with 11 screens
My gasoline supreme
Got dough, to burn with a pint of lean

It takes a grinda to be a king, it a grinda to be a king
First-round draft peace comin', who is Mike Jones
shinin' with the grill and woman
Slab with the grill and woman
I'm Mike Jones, who, Mike Jones, the one and only, you clone me

Got a lot of haters and a lot homies, some are friends and some
Back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, all on me
Back then, **** didn't me, now I'm hot, **** all on me
Back then, **** want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me
I said then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me

Still tippin' on fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in Vouges
Pimpin' **** and I'm packin' four fours

What it do, it's Paul Wall, I'm the people's
My chain light up a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp
I'm crawlin', to an ant 'cause I'm low to the earth
People's feelings get hurt when figure out what I'm worth
I got pokin' out at the club, I'm showin' out
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, **** wanna what I'm bout

Biggest off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
Wood grain all in my Range, drippin' when I switch lanes
Switch the name is still the same, Swisha House or Swisha
Mike Jones, he runnin' the and magnificent 'bout his cash
******* *****, he made me hot, work took me to the top
G-Dash took me to the lot, he a check and bought a drop
I got the internet, going
But T Pharis got my back so now I'm my ****
It's Wall, baby, what you know 'bout me
I'm on that 5-9 Southle baby, at me

Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Tippin' on fours, rapped in four Vouges
Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin' fours