Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop / Cutting Tonight Interlude

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

like shake, rattle, roll
It all started 105 Creel
And all y'all niggas hitting licks, who know
It's 50 niggas behind closed doors
So don't lose grip, don't run your lip
niggas pull them thangs
And can't know worth a flip
But whos to blame, done changed
Feet off in some grease, than it was man
Brand new look, cause its a new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on way
See down the line, you must have f**ked up
I was not to pay these hoes, to get these hoes legs up
See back in the day, you it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and they play a radio
So I up them words, got back on the curb
Now I'm bumping a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, done
Ain't honest work, but it in them funds
I I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of being slum
And highly qualified for niggas for they bum nigga

Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, a gonner black
The A-Town niggas want they corner
Stick em'
We for em', don't be wid' em
back 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, craze
Deep in this everglaze, took nuts?
Out in the battlefields, now it is
You can't understand as I the need
To take it upon myself, to and bash your ass
Now feel the wrath, as we unto the path
So is it a ?? for acting a bitch
Youngbloodz, Atlantas own, two off in this shit
And if with them whips, you
Ready to for what you claim
As if its a game of nuts, don't see what might contain
So now you in range to gain the strength off which you
But as you can see, you for trouble, thats you and me
And full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on down the line
So nigga here it is, cause niggas on the grind nigga

I'll get em' back, trying to sack up my last dope
I if these boys got a scope on your fore'
And I know they don't, don't give a shit
All I know, niggas puttin' a hand on my profit
Gonna quit, soon
Got thangs, ?? , right back on the and boom and
You losing motherf**king mind, better realize
You gotta meet up with these niggas eye to eye
So, don't make no dumb
You outside your boundary nigga, the home team
Remember my nigga, see we done put it for years
What the hell make you think we gonna give it up like this
See your dividends, your friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, weak, cause money sure can't knuck'
Your casket closed you got stuck in red
And I pray for the family of the victim who got nigga

Now through the dust I seen you coming from a away
Now give me three within' this distance and be on way
Cause nowadays niggas act as if its all good
To walk around with smiles, as if they know they
And if they should, I'd be the first to let these niggas
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 to do before you find yourself revealed