Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Goes My Nine

x2 (silkk & mo b dick)

Pop, pop, pop, pop goes my nine (tru niggas ride an stay strapped)
Every time I think about the times you did me wrong (pop the nine)

1 (silkk)

See me an my
We be hoppin outta range
taz test,sober
Fightin fellon convictions, barely angola
On the run, it's
Fresh outta
no life, carry me a nine, cops chase away the 4-5
My girl ask me why I the nine, with the clip in
I said niggas blast me if they a nigga slippin
trippin
Yall gave my hommie 25 a "l"
But the nigga that killed my cousin, y'all let nigga out on bail
So I say, fuck
And I hit the on the streets
Keep my nine up on the
And hold my like a g
'cause hustle 'til I fall
I'ma have it all
Fuck them niggas I nine up in my draws
No time to pause, as I off in the dust like what
Keep my nine, it's the only thing I can trust
An every since ice cube said, it's really a trip
I'd be
Judged by 12 than be carried by 6. why its...

x2

2 (master p)

Picture me rollin, in peace pac
I'm in my 500 s-e-l strapped with my plastic glock
Me an my bitch, we be hella
Fit in the palm of my
But I t trustin a nigga tonight
I ain't walkin out the door unless I got my
My american express, nigga, this be it
Seven-teen kids to tag
tips, black jack, call me al capone
But I'm like harry
I a 9 millimeter 'cause I ain't gettin buried
My be special like ed
All y'all nigga strapped
end up in the body-bag...

x2

3 (kane & abel)

Pop, pop, goes the ruger out the landcruiser
Best of ya roll hoe
'fore I put holes through ya
Boo-yah, my fifty got niggas runnin back to africa
Bitch up my passport so I'm swervin in my acura
Grabbin on my
Smokin the
Momma me out the house
I smack that
Now I'm skandelous and
Mia-x said we got it
Them tweekin
No got some gangsta shit for the mexicans and puerto ricans
New york to l.a., to atlanta
Black talons from my nine got them the macerea
kids in my hood slang dope an talk shit
By some violence,
Pass the silencer, pop bitch...
I'm in my navy blue suckin on weed
the streets
As we brain off that
still in the nigga chopper
Gun slangin with pussy on my trigger finger
Its kane an abel, now who da bitch-made banger...

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Nigga protect ya motha-fuckin self fa the 9-skrilla
Nigga ya need to grab ya motha-fuckin nine 'fore ya ya shoes
'cause nigga only got 1 to lose
An a nigga protect his own, playa
Nigga, live eye 4 an eye how tru niggas live
An if y'all bout the situation
Nigga, trust no mutha-fuckin
Let cha mutha-fuckin gun be ya friend,
'cause ya enemy might be right next to you.huh, remember playa...
goes the nine, nigga
But tru niggas ride dirty an strapped
An we it

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