Luyện nghe bài hát Cup Up Top Down

[Hook x2: Bangz]
I my cup up, I let my top down
And I look they pourin' up now
Say shout out to them Texas niggas, niggas
I do shit for Texas, nigga

[Verse 1: Kirko
Bitch, I hear ya
You about that shit, take that off
Fake ass niggas gotta lay
H-Town, now a nigga can't play that off
Niggas came down to the city, stole from the
from the city like "play that song"
These rap niggas I'm the new nigga
But no nigga gotta put on
Bitches know I'm it, man
Love the way that I swang chrome
I be all in her man
bitch that I fuck, I own
Uh, while you be tryna the bitch
Ain't tryna burn, but money I'm tryna bury quick

[Bridge: Kirko
Ooh, I'm on that purple stuff
Ho, I 'bout to pour you up
Ooh, I'm sippin' on that stuff
Nigga, I ain't 'bout to you up

[Verse 2:
When I hold my cup up, it's just lifting weights
Look like I'm chewin' of sippin' because this is an 8
I don't want no soda, homie, I'd rather sip it
I'm an OG out that screwed up
King of the Ghetto, is my name
I be rollin' on swangers candy black paint on 'em
If it rain, ain't gon' get a stain on 'em
I'm from Texas, you can how I talk
I'm Texas, you can tell how I walk
Six-piece wing from Frenchy's
King of the ghetto, ain't never friendly
Just put more ounces in me
you see me, my cup ain't empty
So many fifteens, so twelves, so many 6-5-9s
I'm bangin' so hard, else bangin'
But I don't give a fuck if park by mine
got a thunder trunk
I keep coughin' cause I thunder skunk
I've got the lightning dick, I need thunder
And I dare any one of y'all niggas to mess with
Texas gon' you up

[Hook: Bangz]

[Verse 3: Paul
First they steal your lighter, then they your style
Fat Pat is my idol, I've got twenty on my smile
Forgot to pay they homage, they reuse and recycle
Man, they lie so much that they know the truth
But swear to God on the Bible
I don't know they do that at
But it damn sure ain't in
in the 'Lac down 45, I-10 is my exit
I do shit for the city, swangin'
I've got wood grain in my
C is the greatest
Motherfucker, talkin' down is a wish
Codeine is my fetish - pourin' up is a way of
stealer, Jerome Bettis
You punk ain't drakin' it right
8 or all, a day in the life
Open trunk, and of lights
They used to say this was shit
Now drinkin' muddy Sprite
up...

[Verse 4: Thug]
I rep for Texas,
You respect us, nigga
We got ya sippin' out white cups like Texas niggas
Got ya shinin' diamond grills like them Texas
Rappers up and chopped like them Texas niggas
You get the message, So chop some checks up with us
Them broads be get us, cause they know we them niggas
She love my Texas swag, and how I it G
Let her roll in the slab, she wanna be with me
I tell her pay that fee, it's pimpin' me, mane
Extended, bitch, in Texas, ain't no sippin' with me,
Still drippin' candy stains, got that by the pane
Cause I'm a nigga, what we do Kurt Cobain