Luyện nghe bài hát Pounds Up

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

[ ] [ 2x ]
Look, ain't nobody stoppin' here
You'll see it, it's on and poppin' year
Mound up (Mound up!) up! (Pounds up!)
We build this foundation, the ground up nigga

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

[ ] [ 2x ]

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

[ Danze ]
Allow me the way out, down out, my gun out,
Run out in the middle of a light (Bum, bum bum)
Ah, there you go, bastard, murder international, custom main
Now any of you cocksuckers turn to me
The way this is going is concerning me
Whatever to the old days
we all blaze, we all criminal ways

[ ] [ 2x ]

Nigga!
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Nigga!