Luyện nghe bài hát Poppin' Tags (Remix)

[Chorus:
And we gone stay hustling on the block we caught
And we gone stay showing off that that we bought
And we gone heated in case it's in and out of court
'Cause we gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you thought

One: Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of days
'Cause I confine myself to a near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to my wage
I still hear a pull and I 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his brain 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 with bags of 'dro
Smoking and choking, get 'em up and
It's so potent, I'm to keep on floating
wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and - oh my!
And I can't hide it and it hidden, good riddance of feeling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my
Would, could, and break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and (cough)
Because the vapors and I the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home
me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Verse Twista]
Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get
If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great 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 motherfucking purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline the Bacardi
got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the netti confetti with a belly,
Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac
Want to get me for the
Better get the whole 'hood to come and give you some back up
We can get it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies want to come at this
If they ever got some blood for fucking with that I bury
My adversaries better not none of Twis'
Represent for the city, that different with me
got thinking its a game
And whether you in my and I talk shit
I'm going to him, especially if he say my name
I've known to handle my business
Or I'm gonna him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla
haters that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied
When the dough no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)