Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

It's Attic Crew, know I'm saying
Want our back, A-Town, home team rule
For

It's shake, rattle, roll
It all 105 Creel Road
And all y'all niggas licks, who didn't know
It's 50 niggas behind closed doors

So don't your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas pull thangs
And they can't know worth a
But to blame, time done changed

Feet off in some grease, slicker it was man
new look, 'cause it's a brand new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, you on your way
See down the line, you must have fucked up

I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get these hoes up
See in the day, you know it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and ain't play a radio
So I took up words, got back on the curb

Now I'm bumping like a mug, ain't no the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, done
honest work, but it bringing in them funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of being
And highly for hitting niggas for they bum nigga

Pop, pop, pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner
The A-Town niggas want they back
'em
We for 'em, don't be wid' 'em
Cock back and let thang, thang, hit 'em, get 'em

Now be prepared for when a come for us to bust
As I in ways, out as a stray, like craze
in this everglades, took [unverified]
Out in the battlefields, now it is

You can't understand as I the need
To take it upon myself, to and bash your ass
Now feel the wrath, as we ignite unto the
So is it a for acting like a bitch

Youngbloodz, Atlanta's own, two off in this shit
And if with them whips, you
Ready to for what you claim
As if a game of nuts, don't see what this might contain

So now you in range to the strength off which you feed
But as you can see, you headed for trouble, you and me
And with full speeds, you and tweetin' on down the line
So nigga here it is, 'cause niggas steady on the nigga

Pop, pop, pop, partner got bust, he's a gonner black
The A-Town niggas want corner back
'em
We for 'em, don't be wid' 'em
back and let that thang, thang, hit 'em, get 'em

I'll get 'em back, trying to sack up my last dope
I wonder if these boys got a scope on your
And I know they don't, really don't give a
All I know, niggas puttin' a hand on my profit

Gonna quit, really
Got thangs, [unverified] , right on the clock and boom and
You your motherfucking mind, better realize
You meet up with these country niggas eye to eye

So, don't make no move
You outside your nigga, the home team rule
Remember my nigga, see we done put it down for
What the hell make you we just gonna give it up like this

See dividends, your only friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, looking weak, 'cause money sure knuck'
Your casket closed you got in red dirt
And I pray for the of the victim who got hurt nigga

Now the dust I seen you coming from a mile away
Now me three within this distance and be on your way
'Cause nowadays these niggas act as if it's all
To walk around smiles, as if they know they could

And if they should, I'd be the first to let niggas know
That I ain't the one to be played, so that for them hoes
And to them fake ass niggas who they real
Better know to do before you find yourself revealed

Pop, pop, pop, partner got bust, he's a gonner black
The A-Town want they corner back
'em'
We looking for 'em, don't be 'em
Cock and let that thang, thang, hit 'em', get 'em