Luyện nghe bài hát Pounds Up

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[ Lil' ]
Why y'all niggas is sis' to fuck Lil' Fame
I the streets, spit real game
I'll blast on you as you pass on
Catch you right 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 niggas wanna ride with me, with me
Be accesoires to homicide me [ First Family! ]
Who I hang with, bang with, flames with
The hand full of niggas I came with
I tripping, I know you got a hell of a plan
For the man if you ever caught me
You will stop me, you, pop me, won't you
But you know I'll ya motherfucking ass bitch, don't you
My family strong, mams don't need so stop breathing'
before you and you ass get deleted

[ ] [ 2x ]
Look, nobody stoppin' this here
see it, it's on and poppin' this year
Mound up (Mound up!) up! (Pounds up!)
We build this foundation, the ground up nigga

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

[ ] [ 2x ]

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

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

[ ] [ 2x ]

Nigga!
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Nigga!