Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Up

Chinese AK just do what I say and die
I the soda, I get the codeine 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, when I get home I'mma up these shots
When I got home I was so drunk I
So I knocked and the door was unlocked
in the kitchen 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 than a doc, my soda gonna pop
Strong as and rocks
My shoulders gon' drop, you know I I'm so high
I could swore I saw Pac
Could have I saw Spock
My motor don't
I stay on my feet, no hole in my
You know I'm on deck, when snow, I'm on top
I'm up on stock
I'm way up, but I'm sure you're not
Cause you know how I
And you know that it's
The .44 the dot
I'm a pro with the Glock, don't you go to the
Or throat gon' get chopped
Then your folks gon' get got then your ho gon' get
that ho if she hot
Hitting notes on my like Do Re Mi Fa
And all you ass niggas look at me now
I'm sure you watch, you boring, I'm not
I'm scoring a lot, the thots
I'm pouring a lot, like 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 need 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 don't do
I don't do Qualitest, I do Watson
I need Act
I don't do yellow it make me scratch
As soon as I niggas sippin' green
I was like, "where do that"
Bring that shit back, let me bring shit back

Chinese AK do I say and nobody die
My so dirty, I can't even lie
When I need peace of 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
I got home I was so drunk I knocked
So I knocked and the door was unlocked
to the kitchen and grabbed me a pop
Didn't even measure, just up a lot
I up a lot

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