Luyện nghe bài hát Poppin' Tags (Remix)

[Chorus:
And we gone stay hustling on the block we caught
And we gone showing off that jewelry that we bought
And we gone heated in case it's in and out of court
'Cause we some gangstas, I know what the fuck you thought

[Verse Ludacris]
I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't how to change my wage
I still hear a and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em
Get a and I crack his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro
And it be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm lift 'em up off of their toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with of 'dro
Smoking and choking, get 'em up and
It's so potent, I'm to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm
I'm lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good of feeling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my
Would, could, and should a nigga off
see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, blown, honey I'm home
me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Verse Two:
Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get
If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass that want to party, just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, hoes, get crunk
(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some purple haze
I it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
got me up and then shit in a rage
In the netti confetti a belly, gucci
stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck
Want to get me for the
get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you some back up
We can get it and if you want to do it
I'm the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they got some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not none of Twis'
Represent for the city, anybody that different me
got thinking its a game
And whether you in my city and I shit
I'm to kill him, especially if he say my name
I've been known to my business
Or I'm gonna him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla
Murder that I'm full of
Niggaz they wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the size of my grows to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)