Luyện nghe bài hát Pourin Up

C]
somethin, bitch!
A trademark (trademark), what I'm talkin 'bout?
Young Pimp.. what we doin? (Texas!)

[Hook: C]
Smokin out, pourin up, puttin dick up in yo'
All my cars got leather and wood, in my hood we call it x3
I'm smokin out, pourin up, lean up in my cup
All my cars got and wood, in my (uh!) hood we call it {*screwed*}

C]
Grippin grain, switchin lanes, sellin cocaine candy thang
Jammin Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, cause I'mma +Hot Boy+, gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, want Sweet Jones be pushin daisies
But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I ya lady
How you gon' wit'cha dick up in her? I told the pimp God that you was a sinner
You takin these square hoes out to dinner, the bitch me cause she want a winner
I mix a ho head up like a blender, ho need a daddy, you'se
I used to be a drug dealer, now I'mma young girl stealer
I hit the streets like like Steve Jackson, nigga say my name watch the priest reaction
Sweet Jones or Sweet James? Switched my name and finger fucked the
The nigga fell off cause his raps are shitty, plus a nigga need to up out the city
The game gritty but the bitch pretty, lemme some white girl up off ya titty
Ya me right, we play wit our nose
Wear platinum and wit' the Gucci clothes
Paid my dues, I came to lose, I wear Marvin Blackman tennis shoes
In the winter time, mink coat to match the on the floor in my candy 'Lac

[Mike
Uh! I'm comin out in that thang, 8 carats in my pinky rang
Drop the top in the parking lot so y'all can see butter & swangs
paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin on
MOMO wood I'm grippin on, grippin on
I said! Candy what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin on
Momo wood grain I'm grippin on, in cup I'm sippin on
I hog the lane in that candy train, swangin to right then I turn up the bang
I'mma say it for those who don't my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in that 6, and I keep that thing real handy bitch!
I keep it like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run
Cause I don't got no love for 'em but dick and bubble gum!
I said! I it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run
Cause I don't got no love for 'em but hard dick and gum!
I said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and 'em on the run
Cause I got no love for 'em but hard dick and bubble gum!

B]
When I pull the slab out and hit the block, wit' them 4's and they clankin out
When trunks pop, drop the top, don't be surprised you can go in shock
Wit' them neon lights, candy paint, and buckles across the back
Don't disrespect or this a Cadi, maybe this more than just a 'Lac
Some the white but I'mma roll the green, purple dro up in the swisha
Horny ladies sittin on the grill, grain to grip it's hard to miss us
We "G" so don't us, been here before gon' be here later
Down wit' that you the G Code and if you don't then you'se hater
If so, I roll wit'cha, it ain't how I do it man
I'm from Texas, P.A. to be exact where we it man {*screwed*}
U.G.K. for is the family, that's how we get down
Bring trill niggas to ya hood and shut ya shit down
Playa you need to sit down, you ya league
Tryna keep up the trill, you just might die of fatigue
You can't carry the load, you can't handle the
Not like them boys up out that Lone Star so get it straight
We be...