Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Trippin'

(featuring Daddy T, Lil' & Ludacris)

Ludacris]
Ha ha yeah uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil' Jon & The East Side drop it

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Boyz]
What's up, up, what's up, what's up
what's up, up, what's up, what's up, What's up!
Stop trippin ho, trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop
trippin ho, stop trippin Ho, trippin ho, stop trippin ho!
it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, it
it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it

[Verse 1:
A, FUCK hoes, how I start my rhyme off
So take your ass to the doctor, hold balls and cough
I one to the head piece you take one to the dome
Click heels GO HOME
Me and the we up in the back getting HIGH
I represent C.P. South until I DIE
And the haters want to know why I'm nigga with the clout
It's because I'm coming in like paper is running out
And I'm all about the paper when I'm from the heart
I get up in some ass, then break like a fart
From the start to the finish, diminish them in my time
Messing with hoes legs go back further than your father's hairline
Hit down when I get down them sit down catch a fit now
Fussing and I'm when I'm busting now who's the shit now ME
And I'm to let them know just how I'm flipping
Tha Peace, tell these hoes to quit (trippin hoe)

[Chorus: Jon & The East Side Boyz]

2: Daddy T]
Roll out the red carpets, let the game
Daddy T through to fuck all your freaky friends
every day is the same thing, baby I'm a player
Hit me on the beeper, hell yeah on my
Pick her up her down and drop her back out
Why you waiting on that trying to stay in the house?
I'm going to keep stabbing though though
your bitch is my trick
Why you kissing that hoe there for sucking my
Because I give a fuck because I got a block of sex
Ready to get my nuts so Daddy T can a nut
Then it's back to the crib then let my pimping up
I got another nigga hoe to make me catch a nut
While y'all suckers throwing stuff these hoes that bringing out the hen
it, in the back of baby body Benz
See I expose these hoes for the freaks that be, so enemies try to act
sharp,

Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]

[Verse 3: Chris]
No matter where I'm at, no matter I go
It's just this on and off the road
I let them suckers get mad, keep playing
all those who don't like what I'm saying
Get tricked if you to, better learn the game
Because all the world it's the same old thing
They thinking them hand cuffs going to keep me from they hoes
You can lock them in the safe, I'm going to break the
Can't change no freak, this shit
going to sneak and do it anyways, so you might as well let her
How you figure because she's pregnant she starts fucking, you
Y'all is still through and feeding the baby
Better believe I dig down every chance I get
But don't quote me bitch because I ain't shit, said shit, said shit...

Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]

[Verse 4: Chris, (Ludacris)]
I out the headville (uh huh) pulled up in tight pocket (what)
Pushed up on a tight little something and just had to it
In the biginning we was and shit (uh huh)
I was showing old how to line up a stick (ha ha)
She got happy when she hit that not in the side, (what) me a hug
And I was ready to
her body was so soft
I'm thinking cutting, going to knock her off
my hand right
What's up let's hit this honeycomb
Tell your friends your with me and let's out (ride out!)
But you know had a fat girl in the bunch (uh huh)
Talking shit, I'm about to her ass in the stomach (ha ha)
I understand big wants to nut (yeah)
All she had to do was ask, I have fucked (ha)
Discrimination ain't in Lil' (Lil' Chris!)
Everyboby know mad bagging don't want it

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz]

Ludacris]
Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz, DJ Smurf
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,