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

It's Attic Crew, know 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 these closed doors
So don't lose grip, don't run your lip
These pull them thangs
And they can't worth a flip
But whos to blame, done changed
Feet off in some grease, than it was man
new look, cause its a brand new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on way
See somewhere down the line, you must have up
I was taught not to pay hoes, to get these hoes legs up
See back in the day, you know it for
Grandma said she play, and they ain't play a radio
So I took up them words, got back on the
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 hitting for they bum nigga

Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, he's a black
The A-Town niggas want corner back
Stick 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 come for us to
As I engage in ways, out as a stray, craze
Deep in this everglaze, ?taser nuts?
Out in the battlefields, now it is
You can't understand as I the need
To take it upon myself, to thrash and bash ass
Now feel the wrath, as we ignite the path
So is it a ?? for like a bitch
Youngbloodz, Atlantas own, two strong off in shit
And if with whips, you trip
Ready to fight for what you
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 with full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on 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 these boys got a scope on your
And I know don't, really don't give a shit
All I know, these puttin' a hand on my profit
Gonna quit, really
Got thangs, ?? , back on the clock and boom and
You your motherf**king mind, better realize
You gotta meet up with country niggas eye to eye
So, don't make no move
You outside your boundary nigga, the team rule
Remember my nigga, see we done put it for years
What the hell make you think we just gonna give it up like
See dividends, your only friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, looking weak, cause sure can't knuck'
casket closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the of the victim who got hurt nigga

Now through the dust I you coming from a mile away
Now give me three within' distance and be on your way
Cause nowadays niggas act as if its all good
To walk around with smiles, as if they know could
And if should, I'd be the first to let these niggas know
I ain't the one to be played, so leave that for them hoes
And to them ass niggas who swear they real
Better know what to do before you yourself revealed