Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Up

Chinese AK do what I say and nobody die
I open the soda, I get the codeine and I 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 I'mma throw up these shots
I got home I was so drunk I knocked
So drunk I 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 boulders and
My shoulders drop, you know I know I'm so high
I have swore I saw Pac
Could have swore I saw
My motor don't
I stay on my feet, no in my socks
You I'm on deck, when 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 that it's
The .44 the dot
I'm a pro the Glock, don't you go to the cops
Or your gon' get chopped
Then your folks get got then your ho gon' get shot
that ho if she hot
Hitting notes on my cock 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 a lot, ignoring the thots
I'm a lot, taste like euphoria, uh
Russian AK, do what I say and 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 getting twisted with 2 bad in my bedroom
Leave hoes in a knot
in knots, thought I need some drank
I'm stuck in my bed and the dopeman all he got is red
If I don't do red, Lord, I do red
I don't do yellow, no, I don't do
I do Qualitest, I don't do Watson
I need Act
I don't do yellow cause it me scratch
As soon as I seen niggas green
I was like, "where do that"
that shit back, let me bring this shit back

Chinese AK do what I say and 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 these
When I got home I was so drunk I
So drunk I and the door was unlocked
Went to the and grabbed me a pop
Didn't even measure, just up a lot
I up a lot

2]
I run in your building and hold up the
Give me what you got, the keys and the
everyone get on their knees and then count
My bitch talking 'bout me out
Cause every she want the soda we out
Bitch, I don't want no lip, I want some mouth
I just a sip, I don't wanna drown
I just want the lean, I don't wanna
I wanna chill, I don't want a crowd
I just my check, I don't want a trial
I just want some neck, I want no vowels
She just wanna love, I just want
I just smoke loud, she just drink
I just purple, she just smoke hookah
Quit cigarettes, 'bout her future
I up a lot, past, present, future
Syrup and sprite, turn shit fuschia
Punch, Alo-hallelujah
We got that white girl workin' Hooters
My shooters listen
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 show police fishin'
And searching under when they say no witness
I start hopping like Jiminy Cricket
And I can't stop
And she can't stripping
she got an infant and her man in prison
Lord, she stop ventin'
And I can't stop drifting, she 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 know how to so
I up a lot, pour up a lot
I pour up so much I don't it's a lot
I pour more than a lot, I go the top