Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

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

Who that is
What that claim
Juve wild
It's an thing

Soulja over me
So let it rain
Just me the weed, the mic
And let it off the chain

Y'all actin' like, nigga lost it, I ain't have no money
Now I'm back, the cost is
[Incomprehensible] on my lookin' gooey
ain't Birdman's, these is real Gucci's

Turn around the
Motherfucker to sue me
Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him with a
We rock, we he roll, he got control

Me and my mans and
Get the brains out these
If she can dance,
She can romance and slow

Be in a trance it was
Your man's pipe in the
I've sippin' a little somethin'
Just servin' the game
It feel good to be an OG, I'm 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 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
have to pop u

Now ain't no where I might be
'Cause a million other creeps
Prancin' around these streets lookin' me
Call 'em my stunt

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

I'm lean, smokin' green and I'm so hot
I told people call me 'I Robot'
Bang to the boogey, bang bang
Let my partner borrow my necklace
And hit bitches with the same

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

Now how you like
I got your pitchin' quarters
On the corner cornered
And come right

I'm makin' tight stacks so if it ain't Juve or
can it nigga, we don't even 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 make me pop you
have to pop u

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

Got the in the grass
And the nine in the
Duck when pass
One time dump ya'

Hunger, what I got in my veins
shots from the Henny
Just to my aim

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

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

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

It's ya' crack
Live with fresh cut
Side of the
Ridin' the best fuck

And you can keep hotel keys
'Cause we gon' fuck these
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 make me pop you
have to pop u
You gon' me pop you
have to pop u

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