Luyện nghe bài hát Poppin' Tags (Remix)

[Chorus:
And we gone stay hustling on the until we caught
And we gone stay showing off that jewelry that we
And we gone stay heated in case 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 bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine to a city 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 change my
I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and '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 so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes
With a street regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, and Twista with bags of 'dro
Smoking and choking, get 'em up and
It's so potent, I'm hoping to on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm
I'm seeing lions, and and bears - oh my!
And I hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my
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
Give me the microphone, and 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, 'dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches want to party, just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs and in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get crunk
(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking purple
I feel it all over my body, with the Bacardi
got me up and then ripping in a rage
In the netti with a belly, gucci
Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the truck
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 the fluids out of the bodies that 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, anybody that with me
got thinking its a game
And you in my city and I talk shit
I'm going to kill him, if he say my name
I've been known to my business
Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, on a fat pilla
Murder that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the size of my grows to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna still that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)