Luyện nghe bài hát Slippin

I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
But I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
I'm slippin', I was
Yeah I bet get up
I'm slippin', I'm
I know I'm up
I'm slippin', I'm
I get up
But I'm slippin', I'm
I get up

Use that money for
Them same that came up with me hatin'
When talkin', it can change a conversation
rather see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
I'm dedicated, but I'm runnin' out of
these pain pills take away frustration
We drinkin' lean and pourin' up until the gone
On medication, me and Satan

Okay that lean had me slippin', damn you trippin'
Had to tell my niggas and stay focused on the
Now we at the Grammys, started in the
And I brought the family, fuck them niggas
Cause ain't nobody listen when I told 'em I would
Now the VIP be crowded city that I go
said she like my style, I be thinkin', "Yeah I know"
Would've never gave me play back in the day I was broke
So I ball hard, post it on the 'Gram just to 'em
When gettin' money, niggas' broke, they supposed to hate it
Hurt my heart when I seen my closest homie caught the
watch 'em closely, backstabbers they poke me
Shot me, brought me down on my knees, to Derrick Rose me
Won 'em a ring, still did me I was Kobe
down on me when they thought that I slipped
You niggas crazy if you I would quit, no!

Use that money for
Them same ones that came up with me
money talkin', it can change a conversation
They'd rather see me in shackles, watch me take off
I'm dedicated, but I'm out of patience
Hopin' these pain pills take away
We lean and pourin' up until the 8th gone
On medication, me and conversatin'

Yo, bein' is so embarrassin', got sick of wastin' time
I took some to Maryland
Me and Leek, couple pounds of tree in the
Before I ever a rhyme, I had a scam
Might have been young, but I had a
I wanted clothes
was in the kitchen with a lot of coke
I this money since a snotty nose
We was in the staircase, fiends driftin' off
Now it's flyin' private jets, liftin' off
Tell the pilot I just to know when we about to land
I was watchin' Ds sendin' out fiends
Stashed a couple pieces in my sock
could I like a cop
My man know his mother used to like the cop
Damn,
A chain and a Rollie'll make your man switch
Same one you grams with and split your sandwich
Meek told me just get this money and 'em
no debatin', if you broke we ain't got no relation
Harlem!

Use that for motivation
Them same ones came up with me hatin'
money talkin', it can change a conversation
They'd rather see me locked in shackles, me take off
I'm dedicated, but I'm out of patience
these pain pills take away frustration
We lean and pourin' up until the 8th gone
On medication, me and Satan