Luyện nghe bài hát Poppin' Tags (Remix)

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

[Verse One:
Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of days
'Cause I myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't how to change my wage
I hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and '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 gonna lift 'em up off of toes
With a sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of
and choking, get 'em up and croaking
It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on
wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling
I'm weapon-concealing, my neighborhood
Would, could, and break a nigga off
see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm
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 on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get
(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking haze
I feel it all over my body, with the Bacardi
got me up and then ripping in a rage
In the netti confetti with a belly,
Timberland on the pedal up in the 'lac truck
to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to 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 that want to at this
If they ever got some for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of
Represent for the city, that different with me
got into its a game
And whether you in my city and I shit
I'm going to him, especially if he say my name
I've been to handle my business
Or I'm stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla
Murder that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas
out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)