Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

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

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

Who that is
What nigga claim
Juve wild
an uptown thing

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

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

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

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

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

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 gon' 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

Now no tellin' where I might be
'Cause there's a other creeps
Prancin' around these lookin' like me
Call 'em my doubles

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

I'm sippin' lean, green and I'm so hot
I machine's people call me 'I Robot'
to the boogey boogey, bang bang
Let my little partner borrow my
And hit with the same chain

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

Now how you like
I got your pitchin' quarters
On the gettin' cornered
And come back

I'm makin' tight stacks so if it ain't or Luda
Then can it nigga, we don't like 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 gon' 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 in the dumpster
when they pass
One time wanna ya'

Hunger, what I got in my veins
Take from the Henny
to straighten 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 like niggaz in Jamaica mayne

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

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

It's ya' crack
Live with some cut
Side of the
that's the best fuck

And you can keep hotel keys
'Cause we fuck these bitches
Wherever we

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
I'ma to pop u

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