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

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

It's like shake, rattle,
It all started 105 Road
And all niggas hitting licks, who didn't know
It's 50 niggas behind these doors
So don't lose your grip, run your lip
These pull them thangs
And they know worth a flip
But whos to blame, done changed
off in some grease, slicker than it was man
Brand new look, its a brand new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on way
See somewhere down the line, you have f**ked up
I was taught not to pay hoes, to get these hoes 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 up them words, got back on the curb
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 thang, plenty years of being slum
And highly qualified for niggas for they bum nigga

Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner
The A-Town niggas want they back
[gunfire] em'
We for em', don't be wid' em
Cock back and let thang, thang, hit em', Get em

Now be prepared for 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 it upon myself, to thrash and bash your ass
Now the wrath, as we ignite unto the path
So is it a ?? for like a bitch
Youngbloodz, own, two strong off in this 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 range to gain the strength off which you
But as you can see, you for trouble, thats you and me
And with 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 little
I wonder if these got a scope on your fore'
And I know they don't, really don't give a
All I know, these niggas puttin' a hand on my
Gonna quit, really
Got thangs, ?? , right on the clock and boom and
You losing your mind, better realize
You gotta meet up these country niggas eye to eye
So, don't make no dumb
You outside boundary nigga, the home team rule
Remember my nigga, see we put it down for years
the hell make you think we just gonna give it up like this
See dividends, your only friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, looking weak, cause money can't knuck'
Your casket closed you got stuck in red
And I pray for the family of the victim who got hurt

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