Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Trippin'

(featuring Daddy T, Lil' & Ludacris)

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

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

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

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Boyz]

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

Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]

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

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz]

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

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side

[Outro:
Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz, DJ
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,