Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

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

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

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

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, then you on way
See somewhere 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 know it for
Grandma she ain't play, and they ain't play a radio
So I took up them words, got back on the

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

Pop, pop, pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner
The A-Town want they corner back
'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 time for us to bust
As I engage in ways, out as a stray, craze
in this everglades, took [unverified]
Out in the battlefields, now it is

You understand 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 like a bitch

Youngbloodz, Atlanta's own, two off in this shit
And if with them whips, you
Ready to 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 on down the line
So nigga here it is, 'cause niggas steady on the nigga

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

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

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

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

See your dividends, your only friend, gonna get you up
And your back, looking weak, 'cause money sure knuck'
casket closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the of the victim who got hurt nigga

Now the dust I seen you coming from a mile away
Now give me three this distance and be on your way
'Cause nowadays these niggas act as if all good
To walk around with smiles, as if 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 leave that for hoes
And to fake ass niggas who swear they real
Better know what to do before you find revealed

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