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

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

It's like shake, rattle,
It all started 105 Road
And all y'all niggas licks, who didn't know
It's 50 niggas behind these closed
So lose your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas pull them
And they can't worth a flip
But whos to blame, time done
Feet off in grease, slicker than it was man
Brand new look, cause its a new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, you on your way
See somewhere down the line, you must f**ked up
I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get these legs 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 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 bringing in them
I said I'm trapped in this thang, years of being slum
And highly for hitting niggas for they bum nigga

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

Now be prepared for when a time for us to bust
As I in ways, out as a stray, like craze
Deep in this everglaze, took nuts?
Out in the battlefields, now it is
You can't understand as I fulfill the
To take it upon myself, to thrash and your ass
Now feel the wrath, as we ignite unto the
So is it a ?? for acting like a
Youngbloodz, Atlantas own, two strong off in shit
And if with them whips, you
to fight for what you claim
As if its a game of nuts, 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 full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on down the line
So nigga here it is, cause niggas steady on the grind

I'll get em' back, trying to up my last little dope
I wonder if 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
quit, really soon
Got thangs, ?? , right on the clock and boom and
You losing your motherf**king mind, better
You gotta meet up with these country eye to eye
So, don't make no dumb
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 give it up this
See your dividends, your only friend, get you snatched up
And back, looking weak, cause money sure can't knuck'
Your casket you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the family of the who got hurt nigga

Now through the dust I seen you coming from a mile
Now give me three within' this and be on your way
Cause these 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 what to do before you find yourself revealed