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

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 they can't know worth a
But whos to blame, done changed
Feet off in some grease, slicker 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 have up
I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get these hoes up
See back in the day, you it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and ain't play a radio
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 honest work, but it in them funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of being
And highly qualified for hitting niggas for they bum

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
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, 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 thrash and bash ass
Now feel the wrath, as we unto the path
So is it a ?? for acting a bitch
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 to gain the strength off which 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 sack up my last dope
I wonder if these boys got a scope on fore'
And I know they don't, really don't give a
All I know, these niggas puttin' a hand on my
Gonna quit, soon
Got thangs, ?? , right on the clock and boom and
You losing your motherf**king mind, realize
You gotta meet up with these country 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 hell make you think we just give it up like this
See your dividends, your 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 family of the who got hurt nigga

Now through the dust I seen you coming from a away
Now give me three within' this and be on your way
nowadays these niggas act as if its all good
To walk around smiles, as if they know they 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 fake ass niggas who they real
Better what to do before you find yourself revealed