Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Trippin'

(featuring Daddy T, Chris & Ludacris)

[Intro:
Ha ha yeah uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz drop it

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

1: Ludacris]
A, FUCK hoes, how I start my rhyme off
So take your ass to the doctor, hold your balls and
I take one to the head piece you take one to the
Click heels 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 because I'm in like toilet 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 to the finish, diminish them in my spare time
Messing with hoes whose legs go back further than father's hairline
Hit down when I get make them sit down catch a fit now
and I'm cussing when I'm busting now who's the shit now ME
And I'm trying to let them just how I'm flipping
Disturbing Tha Peace, tell these to quit (trippin hoe)

Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]

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

Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]

[Verse 3: Lil'
No where I'm at, no matter where I go
It's just this on and off the road
I let them suckers get mad, players playing
Fuck all those who like what I'm saying
Get if you want to, better learn the game
Because all around the world the same old thing
They thinking them hand cuffs going to keep me from getting they
You can lock them in the safe, I'm going to the code
Can't change no freak, shit forever
She's going to sneak and do it anyways, so you might as let her
How you figure she's pregnant she starts fucking, you crazy?
is still coming through and feeding 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: Jon & The East Side Boyz]

4: Lil' Chris, (Ludacris)]
I out the headville (uh huh) pulled up in tight pocket (what)
Pushed up on a tight little and just had to knock it
In the we was tripping and shit (uh huh)
I was showing old how to line up a stick (ha ha)
She got happy when she hit not in the side, (what) gave me a hug
And I was to fuck
Because her was so soft
I'm thinking guaranteed cutting, going to her off
Play my right
What's up hit this honeycomb hide-out
your friends your with me and let's ride out (ride out!)
But you they had a fat girl in the bunch (uh huh)
Talking shit, I'm to punch 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 in Lil' Chris (Lil' Chris!)
Everyboby mad bagging they don't want it

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz]

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