Luyện nghe bài hát Cup Up Top Down

[Hook x2: Bangz]
I hold my cup up, I let my top
And everywhere I look pourin' up now
Say shout out to Texas niggas, Texas niggas
I do this shit for Texas,

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

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

[Verse 2:
When I hold my cup up, it's just like lifting
Look like I'm chewin' instead of because this is an 8
I don't no soda, homie, I'd rather sip it straight
I'm an OG out that up clique
King of the Ghetto, is my name
I be rollin' on swangers with black paint on 'em
If it rain, still ain't 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 dinner from
King of the ghetto, never been friendly
Just put eleven ounces in me
you see me, my cup ain't empty
So fifteens, so many twelves, so many 6-5-9s
I'm bangin' so hard, else bangin'
But I don't give a fuck if they park by
I've got a trunk
I keep coughin' cause I smoke thunder
I've got the lightning dick, I thunder cunt
And I dare any one of y'all niggas to mess with
gon' fuck you up

[Hook: Kirko

[Verse 3: Paul
First they steal your lighter, then steal your style
Fat Pat is my idol, I've got bands on my smile
to pay they homage, they just reuse and recycle
Man, they lie so that they don't know the truth
But they'll swear to God on the
I know where they do that at
But it sure ain't in Texas
in the 'Lac down 45, I-10 is my exit
I do this for the city, swangin'
got wood grain in my Leffries
Pimp C is the
Motherfucker, talkin' down is a wish
Codeine is my - pourin' up is a way of life
Legend stealer, Jerome
You punk ain't drakin' it right
8 or all, that's a day in the
trunk, and array of lights
They used to say this was local
Now everywhere drinkin' Sprite
up...

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