Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

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

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

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

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

I was taught not to pay hoes, to get these 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 like a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, being
Ain't honest work, but it bringing in them
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of slum
And highly qualified for hitting for they bum nigga

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

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

You can't understand as I fulfill the
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 like a

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

So now you in range to gain the 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 here it is, 'cause 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 if these boys got a scope on your fore'
And I know they don't, really give a shit
All I know, niggas puttin' a hand on my profit

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

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

See your dividends, your only friend, get you snatched up
And back, looking weak, 'cause money 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 a mile away
Now give me three within distance and be on your way
'Cause nowadays these niggas act as if it's all
To walk around with smiles, as if they 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 for them hoes
And to them fake ass who swear they real
Better know what to do before you find yourself

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