Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop

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

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

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

Feet off in some grease, than it was man
Brand new look, it's a brand new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, you on your way
See somewhere down the line, you must 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 said she ain't play, and they ain't a radio
So I took up them words, got on the curb

Now I'm like a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
but dirt, being done
Ain't honest work, but it bringing in funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of slum
And highly qualified for niggas 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, don't be 'em
Cock 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, like
Deep in this everglades, [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 feel the wrath, as we ignite unto the
So is it a [unverified] for like a bitch

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

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

Pop, pop, pop, your partner got bust, he's a black
The niggas 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, trying to sack up my little dope
I wonder if these boys got a 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] , back on the clock and boom and
You losing your mind, better realize
You gotta up with these country niggas eye to eye

So, don't make no move
You outside 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, get you snatched up
And your back, weak, 'cause money sure can't knuck'
casket closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the family of the victim who got nigga

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

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