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

It's shake, rattle, roll
It all 105 Creel Road
And all niggas hitting licks, who didn't know
It's 50 niggas behind these doors
So lose your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas them thangs
And can't know worth a flip
But whos to blame, done changed
Feet off in some grease, slicker it was man
Brand new look, cause its a new day
hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on your way
See somewhere down the line, you must f**ked up
I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get hoes legs up
See in the day, you know it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and they play 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 work, but it bringing in them funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty of being slum
And qualified for hitting niggas for they bum nigga

Pop, Pop, Pop, your got bust, he's a gonner black
The A-Town want they corner back
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, like
Deep in this everglaze, took nuts?
Out in the battlefields, now it is
You can't understand as I the need
To it upon myself, to thrash and bash your ass
Now the wrath, as we ignite unto the path
So is it a ?? for acting a bitch
Youngbloodz, Atlantas own, two strong off in shit
And if them whips, you trip
Ready to fight for 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 for trouble, thats you and me
And full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on down the line
So nigga here it is, cause niggas steady on the nigga

I'll get em' back, trying to sack up my last dope
I wonder if these boys got a on your fore'
And I know don't, really don't give a shit
All I know, these niggas puttin' a on my profit
quit, really soon
Got thangs, ?? , right back on the clock and and
You losing motherf**king mind, better realize
You gotta meet up with country niggas eye to eye
So, don't no dumb move
You outside your boundary nigga, the home rule
Remember my nigga, see we done put it for years
What the hell you think we just gonna 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'
Your closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the family of the victim who got nigga

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