Luyện nghe bài hát Pop The Trunk

I just bought me a DeVille
Took out the air bag put in a wood
Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack I'm from Texas
Never seen candy the fifth on the back

I'm comin' down the end, niggas tryin' to jack
And bust a right Coney pop the trunk and started cappin'
Niggas was happenin' put they Burbon to the floor
Hard to bust back but I was they doe

Nigga in PA, like the wild, wild west
So we all pistols and we all wear vests
When the pop out, who gonna stunt
Nigga ain't shootin' me first I fin to pop the

These keep talkin' like they want the funk
But niggas love to talk I fit to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they dick gettin' it crunk
Nigga I'm off this weed I fit to pop the trunk

Steady frontin' a man but you show me a punk
Man I he was a bitch I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just some skunk
These steady runnin' me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk

You niggas didn't know I was out of control
yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo'
Head you better off than to fuck around with psycho niggas
Don't be trying to plead yo 'cause I don't even like no niggas

In my face, trying to question me about some
Only to two people God and my mama
Far as niggas to put me in the cross
Let 'em holler at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe boss

I bet you mind in, run and tell a friend
Sippin' on the Gin, I he said trippin' once again
It ain't no me, get at me then I'm dumpin' on ya
Ridin' past yo funeral hangin' out the window on ya

You know, they didn't tell you boy you better listen
While I shoot this shit before you put in that position
Niggas that know me know I in havin' bump
You can have it your way from the so we can pop the trunk

niggas keep talkin' like they want the funk
Man 'cause his bitch me I fin to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they suckers gettin' it crunk
I'm fuckin' yo gal I got to pop the trunk

Steady like a man but you show me a punk
Nigga tried to jack my car I had to pop the
All we really came to do is just smoke some
Smokin' at the tittie bar I had to pop the

Under blue skies, smokin' on chronicles and chocolate ties
Even when we tell the truth to we lies
Man no disguise, doin' ninety we flies
Ain't got no time for men and small fries

Only conversation and big thighs
Let me talk to your man, the nigga wit the pies
And yo ass up and don't act so surprised
pistols start to cock, hands start to rise

Nobody move too fast I
Or you can catch a hot one between ya eyes
Recognize I done set me on the prize
And put lights out boom bitty bye, bye

I'm my life off of rap and weed highs
And act my age and not my shoe size
But fuckin' us ain't wise
We get crunk, we came to pop the
What, the

These keep talkin' like they want the funk
I knew he was the police I had to pop the
Runnin' off at they suckers gettin' it crunk
Man I'm sippin' on poppin' the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you me a punk
[Incomprehensible] I had to pop the
All we really came to do is smoke some skunk
To it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk

I know that some bitches had to pop the trunk
California to Texas the trunk
UGK and Cell we 'bout to pop the trunk
Sippin' on Hennessey I fin to pop the trunk, bitch
somethin', D time, PA, uh, '97
Smoke somethin', representin' money, like too bitch