Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

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

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

So don't lose grip, don't run your lip
niggas pull them thangs
And they know worth a flip
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 somewhere down the line, you must fucked up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

quit, really soon
Got thangs, , right back on the clock and boom and
You losing your motherfucking mind, better
You gotta up with these country niggas eye to eye

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

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

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

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

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