Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

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

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

So lose your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas pull them
And they can't know a flip
But who's to blame, time changed

Feet off in some grease, slicker it was man
Brand new look, 'cause it's a 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 back in the day, you it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and they ain't a radio
So I up them words, got back on the curb

Now I'm bumping a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
but dirt, being done
Ain't honest work, but it in them funds
I I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of being slum
And highly qualified for hitting niggas for bum nigga

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

Now be for when a time come for us to bust
As I engage in ways, out as a stray, like
Deep in this everglades, took
Out in the battlefields, now it is

You can't understand as I the need
To take it myself, to thrash and bash your ass
Now feel the wrath, as we unto the path
So is it a [unverified] for acting like a

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

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

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

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

quit, really soon
Got thangs, , right back on the clock and boom and
You losing your 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 put it down for years
What the hell make you think we just gonna give it up like

See your dividends, your friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, looking weak, 'cause money can't knuck'
casket closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I for the family of the victim who got hurt nigga

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

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

Pop, pop, pop, your partner got bust, he's a black
The A-Town niggas want they corner
Stick
We looking for 'em, be wid' 'em
Cock back and let thang, thang, hit 'em', get 'em