Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

It took A Keys and to get this city poppin' now
Rob Base, Snoop to get it rockin' now
Big talking, Mayweather, Pacquiao
Gucci soft up 'cause he can't top it now

Now you boys got a death wish
I a mothafucka, uglier than Precious
Real nigga, you can find me the ex is
Whippin' in the kitchen, both hands

Recession got the hood pushin' than time clocks
So I a hundred in the streets, I don't buy stocks
Tell the mothafucka get his shine box
fellas, hood fellas living on my block

If nigga got a problem, I 'em
A couple keys yes, we'll rob 'em
Got the 9 milli in my pants, you niggas wanna dance
Leave a mothafucka shakin' like

I said we came in bitch tonight to murder things
And we gonna this bitch tonight a murder scene
In black from to toe, we murder clean
Do you know the of the clique that murder teams?
up?

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em

Always on that flow shit, Jeezy
Cocaine capital, that would be
One, triple-O, where I'm that's the whole goal
Nigga ya slippin' where I'm from, that's a stolen

Next up a homicide, ain't seen shit
Wake up to a homicide, nobody dreams to
Welcome to the home of the home
DEA like to raid, you get your home raided

Went up in it like a from the Raiders
a Half Mac, anything for that paper
Two-door phantom, Avatar though
Parked outta space shit, we that bitch Pluto

Grown legend, in the hood I'm a hero
On minute fourteen like a guitar hero
Came a long way from that toilet white though
But I'mma be though

I said we came in this bitch tonight to things
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a scene
In from head to toe, we murder clean
Do you know the name of the clique that murder
up?

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em

(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em

Always on my shit, Joey Viagra
Pull up, make 'em car sick,
Presto magic, on the scene
Party's all around me it's Gotti on the scene

Your NBA, NFL all legal
My niggas on the block going pumpin' diesel
However do you want it, Joe stay
I off but the ho's stay on it

is my castle, but it ain't white though
Ice so bright, shit shine a light show
my life, yo, go get yours bitch
Ball 'til we fall 'til the judge hit the

Cocaine cowboys, that's my
Do it for my niggas locked in the bing
In the state, in the Fed pen my name
I don't need respect, the streets crowned me king

I said we came in bitch tonight to murder things
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder
In from head to toe, we murder clean
Do you know the name of the clique murder teams?
up?

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em

(Ha ha)
Slow down, son, you 'em
(Ha ha)
down, son, you killin' 'em