Luyện nghe bài hát Pounds Up

Ooh.. yeah..
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Yeah.. yeah..
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[ Lil' ]
Why y'all niggas is sis' to fuck with Fame
I analyze the streets, real game
blast on you as you pass on through
Catch you right where you put your ass on you
I remind niggas with that blue that you rip
And the rush that you felt from the that you hit, now
How many niggas wanna ride with me, collide me
Be accesoires to with me [ First Family! ]
Who I hang with, bang with, spit flames
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 me slipping
You stop me, won't you, pop me, won't you
But you know whoop ya motherfucking ass bitch, don't you
My strong, your mams don't need so stop breathing'
before you cats and you ass get

[ ] [ 2x ]
Look, ain't nobody 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 golden fiend and
(BLAOW!) Nigga hold that, Juliani can't that
(We buss outta on Magnum triggers) He know that
With the cats that blaze DAT's on the boulevard
We remain strapped, then came back, it hard
So send your soldiers and I will send everyone of 'em back
holes under they' hat, falls of through they' back
Damn it motherfucker (BK!) All day real with it motherfucker
I'm not your average, I'm from a block where trap cops
And 'em holler ten-thirteen
the commander, Danze, hands, down
You need to know who you with now
Now again, with an unusual will to win
An unusual will to sin, stop fucking me

[ ] [ 2x ]

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

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

[ ] [ 2x ]

Nigga!
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Nigga!