Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Goes My Nine

x2 (silkk & mo b dick)

Pop, pop, pop, pop my nine (tru niggas ride dirty 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 rover
taz test,sober
Fightin fellon convictions, missin angola
On the run, hell
Fresh jail
That's no life, me a nine, cops chase away the 4-5
My girl ask me why I carry the nine, with the in
I said niggas blast me if they a nigga slippin
trippin
Yall gave my 25 with a "l"
But the nigga that killed my cousin, y'all let that out on bail
So I say, fuck
And I hit the on the streets
Keep my up on the seat
And hold my like a g
'cause i'ma hustle I fall
I'ma have it all
Fuck them niggas I have up in my draws
No time to pause, as I smash off in the like what
Keep my nine, 'cause it's the only I can trust
An every since ice cube said, it's really been a
I'd be
by 12 than be carried by 6. that's why its...

x2

2 (master p)

Picture me rollin, rest in pac
I'm ridin in my 500 s-e-l strapped with my plastic
Me an my bitch, we be hella
Fit in the of my hand
But I ain' t trustin a tonight
I ain't out the door unless I got my bitch
My american express, nigga, will be it
Seven-teen to tag along
Hollow tips, jack, call me al capone
But I'm dirty like
I keep a 9 'cause I ain't gettin buried
My be special like ed
All y'all nigga ain't
end up in the body-bag...

x2

3 (kane & abel)

Pop, pop, goes the ruger out the lexus
Best of ya roll hoe
'fore I put holes through ya
Boo-yah, my calliber got niggas runnin back to africa
Bitch banged up my passport so I'm swervin in my
on my dick
Smokin the
Momma kicked me out the
I smack that
Now I'm skandelous and
Mia-x we got it tweekin
Them niggas
No limit got some gangsta shit for the mexicans and puerto
New york to l.a., miami to
Black talons from my nine got them dancing the
Little kids in my hood slang dope an talk
By violence, brah
Pass the silencer, pop bitch...
I'm in my blue beamer suckin on weed
the streets
As we brain off that
We're in the nigga chopper
Gun with pussy juice on my trigger finger
Its kane an abel, now who da nigga banger...

x 2]

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

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