Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

It's Attic Crew, what 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 hitting licks, who didn't
50 niggas behind these closed doors

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

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

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

Now I'm like a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, being
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, your got bust, he's a gonner black
The A-Town want 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, craze
Deep in this everglades, [unverified]
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 unto the path
So is it a [unverified] for acting a bitch

Youngbloodz, own, two strong off in this shit
And if with them whips, you
Ready to fight for what you
As if it's a game of nuts, see what this might contain

So now you in range to 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, niggas steady on the grind nigga

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

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

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

So, make no dumb move
You your boundary 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 your dividends, your friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, looking weak, 'cause sure can't knuck'
Your casket you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the family of the victim who got hurt

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

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

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