Luyện nghe bài hát Pop It

(Young Money) it on the Beat hoe
up in this bitch wit a Hunnit Grand
2 Rolleys on my arm hunnit grand
Bitch let the money burn no tan
got a young bitch fucking what she can
Pop pulla, King Kong Killa, T Raw da real deal thrilla and
Make a pop pop pills til it's dinner
She a fuckin that's why i fuck with her
while you twerk pussy singers
All up in the club up middle fingers
if you dry snitch a bitch to a hinger
lay yo shit out now you you planking i'm sayin

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Uh 1 2 And the bitch
Brake a bitch hard pouring out the
why you over there chillin the little lames
you know, you ain't that my shit bang
Pop it , pop pop pop pop it bitch
pop pop pop pop it ,
pop pop pop pop it
12 and the came
pop it
pop pop pop pop it
pop pop pop pop it
pop pop pop pop it
All these hoes my damn name

You don't give that's a shame
I don't find the shit funny like plane
put ice on my wrist the shit sprain
i'm just round gettin two chain
last king , gang
erything dope bitch the Novocaine
say i'm the bomb
ho
blow the pussy up it to the sex game
8 make them bitches bend they back
for ask she go spazz
her seem like she act
stupid , take a cab oh you oh yo bad
i cuff hoes they just follow my command

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Lift ass up (up)
that ass down (down)
bring ass up (up)
that ass to the ground

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