Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Tip Down

(featuring Rasaq)

I tip down, on pine
apple caddie wine berry overline
Paint on shine, reclined on
Slab in slow-mo, but my on rewind
The block won't mind, trunk blow from
up the fist see the glow and design, man
So you can hate em', rose gold in the rotation
blade and dislocation, when I'm swangin' bones is achin'
Boys hate me but I don't borrow
Prolly my diamonds shinin' on they darling
crawlin', ya boy is ballin'
5th wiggle like the fin on a dolphin
on diss but the words out my lips
I go hard in the paint, I can make the skip
I go fed off the head, stack my
never threaten me get infra-red and I throw lead
I'm that boy mayne, I'm in that toy
Flip-flop paint when I slide watch toy change
on my grind, stay on the pine
That's why my gold's and you blind all the time
I be comin' down, all my fine
They me M&M's I got red, yella's and browns, man..
I be comin' down, I be down

[Chorus -
You can tell I'm tippin'
Rims spinnin' in
Top is up I let it
From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin'
You can tell I'm down
How my trunk is showin'
Ask them how like me now
that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down

I tip down, bangin'
Clear coats on
prisma drippin' off slime
I tip down, at number 9
Tell the drip down
my spine to the ground
When are you gon'
stop worryin' mine
Put ya mouth to use and my spinners a spit-shine
If yall mind, please don't talk down
Put the 9 to your mind and blow ya mind ya mind, man
Niggaz gon' but they can't wait
some claimin' they real really they
And ride in the slab a day shakin'
speakers keep the playstation
It's Akeem, also known as the
Zeem-Zeem sour beam my screens pop up on the
Well are you watchin'?, tell the truth it don't matter
out to J-Mack, Mella Mac and the Mad Hatter
Spreewell's on the ladder
squash the ain't on my level
The plex can't get
pop the and I get metal
You can leave
make a run and I break ya
One-Two, breaker,
my plane fleein' to
break ya neck I'ma day
No luck I play with
After playin' skills after the game I'm bills
say I'm real, the South say I'm trill
Step out the Cheville still my woodwheel
at IHOP ain't never gon' pay the bill
Carrots in my I'm already havin' a good meal
Northside fa'real, mm man, up man
Ro, Twin where at, yall gotta tip down with me man

[Chorus -
You can tell I'm tippin'
Rims in rewind
Top is up I let it
From that H-Town to yo town, we down
You can tell I'm tippin'
How my is showin' surround
Ask how they like me now
From that to yo town, we tippin' down