Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

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

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

So lose your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas them thangs
And they can't know 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 have fucked up

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

Now I'm bumping a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, 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, partner got bust, he's a gonner black
The A-Town niggas want they corner
'em
We looking for 'em, be wid' 'em
Cock and let that 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
in this everglades, took [unverified]
Out in the battlefields, now it is

You can't as I fulfill the need
To take it upon myself, to thrash and bash ass
Now the wrath, as we ignite unto the path
So is it a [unverified] for acting like a

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

So now you in range to gain the strength off 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 nigga here it is, 'cause steady on the grind nigga

Pop, pop, pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner
The A-Town niggas 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 last little
I wonder if these boys got a on your fore'
And I know don't, really don't give a shit
All I know, niggas puttin' a hand on my profit

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

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

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

Now through the I seen you coming from 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 to let these niggas know
That I ain't the one to be played, so leave for them hoes
And to them fake ass niggas who swear real
Better know to do before you find yourself revealed

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