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 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 see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a cage
And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't how to change my wage
I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, '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 gonna 'em up off of their toes
With a sweeper 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 lions, and tigers and bears - 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 caught the drawn, brain blown, I'm home
Give me the microphone, and is like, "leave me alone!"

[Verse Two:
it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk
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 it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
got me up and then ripping shit in a
In the confetti with a belly, gucci
Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac
to get me for the wood
Better get the 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 ever got some blood for fucking with that I bury
My adversaries better not none of Twis'
for the city, anybody that different with me
got thinking its a game
And whether you in my city and I talk
I'm going to him, especially if he say my name
been known to handle my business
Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, on a fat pilla
haters that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)