Luyện nghe bài hát Sippin' On Some Syrup

You ol' pussy-ass, cake-ass, punk-ass, trick-ass, sucker-ass,
Fuck-ass, dick-in-the-booty-ass, K-Y Jelly-packing-ass
You better get bitch ass up off the street, nigga
You got five to get your hating ass up outta here (Pouring up and showing up, bitch)
it's some trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking sco', non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers,
Get the up out of here, bitch
Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass, getting high-ass in here,
Three 6, UGK, nigga, we it down in this motherfucker
And we ain't playing wit'chu, y'all the motherfucking sco', homie
Now it up, nigga

Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip

Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip

For a trill, working the wheel, a pimp not a
Keep the fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp
We eat so many shrimp, I got poisoning
Punk niggas make me sick with all the and bargaining
You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that
You got a funny evil watch, with the Ferrari kit
Take that monkey off, you embarrassing us
I got the web mezzazine, thick orange and yellow cuffs
called on, on the hands-free phone
The '84 roam, on blades, 20-inch chrome
If you got 16, you can get a
I'm choking on that doja sweet and on that siz-erp

Niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas want it want it
Some niggas they it joint it, but I be fucked up up on it
Well we're the Mafia 6, and we ain't bout that
If we gon' get we gon' get high, and we gon' haves a bitch
Two niggas all at the mouth, all at the ass
And plus, that syrup have a dick hard all night and she cool with that
She popped her a of X, and drank on some orange juice
And just when you she was freaking, she done got super loose
Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles duck-duck-goose
All that want it can it, she on that X and that tootie fruit
Forty for just one ounce ounce, plus tussionex is how it's pronounced
Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm all out

on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip

People always asking me, is the Three 6 on that?
Rolling on them X pills, stuttering, powder packs
Woah, where the weed at, ain't like that we that
NyQuil will me down, something that keep me easy
Nothing like that yella yella, have you itching, man
like, what's up, fool? Vocal chords sounding lame
In my days, all we did was chief out on a pound
on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit'll knock you down
Knock you out, make you fall when you're on them wheels
Ain't no doubt, hit me when I for this refill
Once again, on my wicked high, have that drank
Yeah, my nig, y'ain't know, I feel I'm gonna fucking faint

Nigga, tell me you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido
Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's than Pedito
With my 6 niggas pouring up in my southern credo
Quick, fast, put it on your ass like John Bido
'Cause you fronting rap sangers, be creamy like a
You ain't from the manger, boy, but you the middle finger
Humdanger, rum dranker, occasionally
bitch to the telly and be a dick and cum slanger
When Big Bun danger, nigga, ring your alarm
Sexy thang on my arm, cup of in my palm
And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny
Something that's wholesome, Florida to
For the most, I'm steady sipping on sizzurp

Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
Sippin' on siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip