Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

It took A Keys and Jay-Z to get this poppin' now
Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it now
Big money talking, Mayweather,
Gucci soft up 'cause he hard top it now

Now what you got a death wish
I beat a mothafucka, than Precious
Real nigga, you can me where the ex is
in the kitchen, both hands ambidextrous

Recession got the hood pushin' than time clocks
So I a hundred in the streets, I don't buy stocks
Tell the little get his shine box
Good fellas, hood fellas 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, case you wanna dance
a mothafucka shakin' like Harlem

I said we came in this bitch to murder things
And we gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder
In from head 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)
Slow down, son, you 'em

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

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

Next up a homicide, ain't nobody seen
Wake up to a homicide, nobody dreams to
Welcome to the of the home invasion
DEA to raid, you might 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 call bitch Pluto

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder
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)
Slow down, son, you 'em

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