Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

It's Attic Crew, know what I'm
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
It's 50 niggas behind closed doors

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

Feet off in some grease, than it was man
Brand new look, it's a brand new day
hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on your way
See somewhere down the line, you must fucked up

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

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

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

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

You can't as I fulfill 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, Atlanta's own, two strong off in shit
And if them whips, you trip
Ready to for what you claim
As if a game 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 headed for trouble, you and me
And with full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on the line
So nigga it is, 'cause niggas steady on the grind nigga

Pop, pop, pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner
The A-Town niggas want they corner
'em
We looking for 'em, don't be 'em
Cock 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 on your fore'
And I they don't, really don't give a shit
All I know, these niggas a hand on my profit

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

So, don't make no move
You outside your boundary nigga, the home team
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, money sure can't knuck'
Your casket closed you got 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 give me within this distance and be on your way
'Cause nowadays these niggas act as if it's all
To walk with smiles, as if they know they could

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

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