Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Up

Chinese AK do what I say and nobody die
I open the soda, I get the and I pour up a lot
I pour up a lot, I up a lot
Me and my niggas, we go up a lot
We so up, you not
D'usse, D'usse, I get home I'mma throw up these shots
When I got home I was so drunk I
So drunk I and the door was unlocked
Went in the and grabbed me a pop
Got my and I poured up a lot
I up a lot

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I up a lot
I got more than a doc, my soda pop
Strong as and rocks
My shoulders gon' drop, you know I know I'm so
I could swore I saw Pac
have swore I saw Spock
My motor don't
I on my feet, no hole in my socks
You know I'm on deck, there's snow, I'm on top
I'm up on stock
I'm way up, but I'm sure not shocked
you know how I rock
And you know it's cocked
The .44 the dot
I'm a pro with the Glock, don't you go to the
Or throat gon' get chopped
Then your gon' get got then your ho gon' get shot
Kiss ho if she hot
Hitting on my cock like Do Re Mi Fa
And all you lookin' ass look at me now
I'm sure you watch, you boring, I'm not
I'm a lot, ignoring the thots
I'm pouring a lot, taste euphoria, uh
Russian AK, do I say and nobody die
I the soda, I get the codeine and I pour up a lot
I up a lot
I sew up the block, make you go off the
I'm twisted with 2 bad bitches in my bedroom
Leave hoes in a knot
Stomach in knots, thought I some drank
I'm in my bed and the dopeman said all he got is red
If I do red, Lord, I don't do red
I don't do yellow, no, I do that
I don't do Qualitest, I do Watson
I need Act
I don't do yellow cause it make me
As soon as I seen niggas sippin'
I was like, "where do that"
Bring that back, let me bring this shit back

Chinese AK do I say and nobody die
My soda so dirty, I even lie
When I need of mind I just pour up a lot
I up a lot
Me and my niggas, we up a lot
We so up, you not
D'usse, D'usse, when I get home, I'ma throw up shots
When I got I was so drunk I knocked
So drunk I and the door was unlocked
to the kitchen and grabbed me a pop
Didn't even measure, poured up a lot
I up a lot

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I run in building and hold up the spot
Give me what you got, the keys and the
Make everyone get on their knees and then
My talking 'bout kicking me out
Cause every time she want the we out
Bitch, I don't want no lip, I just want mouth
I just want a sip, I don't wanna
I just want the lean, I don't bounce
I just wanna chill, I want a crowd
I just want my check, I want a trial
I just want some neck, I don't no vowels
She just wanna love, I just lounge
I just smoke loud, she drink brown
I just drink purple, she smoke hookah
cigarettes, concerned 'bout her future
I pour up a lot, past, present,
Syrup and sprite, turn shit fuschia
Hawaiian Punch,
We got that white workin' like Hooters
My don't listen
I tell 'em you cool, but still they listen
I cut on the news, and say you missin'
And I can't grinnin' like, "nigga, we did it"
And show police fishin'
And searching under when they say no witness
I hopping around like Jiminy Cricket
And I can't stop
And she can't stripping
she got an infant and her man in prison
Lord, she can't ventin'
And I can't drifting, she worry a lot
And I me a lot
I up a lot, I pour up a lot
Don't know how to stop, I don't how to stop so
I up a lot, pour up a lot
I pour up so much I don't it's a lot
I pour than a lot, I go over the top