Luyện nghe bài hát Pounds Up

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[ Fame ]
Why niggas is sis' to fuck with Lil' Fame
I analyze the streets, spit game
I'll blast on you as you pass on
Catch you where you stand put your ass on you
I remind niggas with that steel that you rip
And the that you felt from the nigga that you hit, now
How many wanna ride with me, collide with me
Be accesoires to with me [ First Family! ]
Who I hang with, bang with, flames with
The hand of niggas that I came with
I ain't tripping, I know you got a hell of a
For the man if you caught me slipping
You will stop me, you, pop me, won't you
But you I'll whoop ya motherfucking ass bitch, don't you
My family strong, mams don't need so stop breathing'
before you cats and you ass get

[ ] [ 2x ]
Look, ain't stoppin' this here
You'll see it, it's on and poppin' year
up (Mound up!) Pounds up! (Pounds up!)
We build this foundation, from the ground up

[ Billy ]
Stand up faggot, let you have it where you post at
(William Berckowicz!) Back with my golden and Womack
(BLAOW!) Nigga hold that, Juliani can't control
(We buss outta clutches on triggers) He know that
With the cats that blaze DAT's on the boulevard
We remain strapped, then came back, doin' it
So send your soldiers cobra and I will everyone of 'em back
with holes under they' hat, falls of through they'
Damn with it (BK!) All day real with it motherfucker
I'm not your average, I'm from a where they trap cops
And made 'em holler
the commander, Danze, hands, down
You need to who you fucking with now
Now again, with an unusual will to win
An unusual will to sin, stop with me

[ ] [ 2x ]

[ Lil' ]
It's an every day thing in a day game
day every day, motherfucker bang (BANG!)
It's the streets in me, and me, I'm staying tuned to shit
It's music to my ears, I'm immune to this
I'm suffering, from a called 'Leave me the fuck alone'
In this full (blown), bitch,
M.O.P., for the ruckus
and we murder-murder-ma-murder-murder you

[ Billy ]
me the way out, down out, pull my gun out,
Run out in the of a street light (Bum, bum bum)
Ah, there you go, bastard, murder international, custom main
Now could any of you turn to me
The way this streetgame is going is me
Whatever to the old days
we all blaze, we all study criminal

[ ] [ 2x ]

Nigga!
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Nigga!