Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u

You gon' me pop you
have to pop u
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u

Who that is
What that nigga
Juve magnolia
It's an uptown

Soulja over me
So let it rain
Just me the weed, the mic
And I'ma let it off the

actin' like, that nigga lost it, I ain't have no money
Now I'm back, what the is
[Incomprehensible] on my wrist lookin'
These ain't Birdman's, these is real

around the corner
Motherfucker to sue me
Talkin' to me so I can hit him with a two-piece
We rock, we he roll, he got control

Me and my mans and
Get the out these hoes
If she can dance,
She can nice and slow

Be in a trance it was
Your pipe in the hole
been sippin' a little somethin'
Just stop the game
It feel good to be an OG, I'm deservin' it

I'm the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, the
The nigga, nigga,
I'm the nigga,
The nigga, the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, nigga,

You make me pop you
have to pop u
You make me pop you
have to pop u

You make me pop you
have to pop u
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u

Now ain't no tellin' I might be
'Cause there's a million other
Prancin' these streets lookin' like me
Call 'em my doubles

So if you you hit Luda' with the Krueger
I'm up in Cuba blowin' blunt
On the double, for trouble we started
The eye on my gat is cocked retarded

I'm lean, smokin' green and I'm so hot
I told machine's call me 'I Robot'
Bang to the boogey, bang bang
Let my little partner my necklace
And hit bitches the same chain

Its not computer love, I'm gettin' great
Got a hard but they blow me out my mainframe

Now how you like
I got your pitchin' quarters
On the corner gettin'
And right back

I'm tight stacks so if it ain't Juve or Luda
Then can it nigga, we don't even rap

I'm the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, the
The nigga, nigga,
I'm the nigga,
The nigga, the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, nigga,

You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You make me pop you
have to pop u

You make me pop you
have to pop u
You gon' me pop you
have to pop u

Got the Mack in the
And the nine in the
Duck when they
One time wanna ya'

Hunger, that's what I got in my
Take shots from the
Just to my aim

Now, I raise my finger, "Fuck the world"
And donuts in that car better make ya' hurl
Yeah, I'm 'bout my mayne
I'm fully loaded them niggaz in Jamaica mayne

I you know this is Crack
And he's and you mad
'Cause we did and yack-ity yak

In the sack when we in
Mommy shakin' ass
She want some big
Tip drill, she wants a tip

It's ya' crack
Live some fresh cut
of the highway
Ridin' that's the best

And you can keep them keys
'Cause we fuck these bitches
we please

I'm the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, the
The nigga, nigga,
I'm the nigga,
The nigga, the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, nigga,

You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u

You gon' me pop you
have to pop u
You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u