Luyện nghe bài hát Tragedy - What's Poppin'

* also appears on Mobb Deep's "Free - The Murda Mixtape (Bonus Disc)"

Khadafi Talking]
Yeah...Get it poppin'...No
Thug shit... for ear
Yeah...Two-Five

Khadafi]
It go one for my real niggas, two for the
Three for that regulated out of state
for the guns blowin' getting shit straight
For them bitch ass that hate
And I can tell now that you really not knowing
When the guns blowing and your blood stop flowing
You can take it to the heart bitch play your part
All you saw was the now you laying in the dark
From the hood that I rep nigga in my set
Generals to Cadets 'til the death
I know niggas wanna murder me
But can't even G, The Mahdi
Flow so precise, paradise, five karot ice
Black living the life
see the light when they start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the

[Havoc -
hey yo
Eh yo a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)
Ain't shit tryin' to get these
And the first tryin to stop me gettin hit
And you know a nigga poppin shit when it's poppin'
Had a whole watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)
Okay with it, talk I live it
You appreciate the God an up north visit

Thun I analyze these niggas, cause simple like bitches
And to damn feminine to fuck this veteran
Stop the rhetoric, you know the led get hot
You know this metal ain't nothing to fuck with
Know I work that with a workman's will
Staring so hard don't make me hurt grill
Apologize dog you ain't that real
man got bagged did time you squeeled
Glass wearin' ass niggas get killed
You ain't a grown man 'til you pay some
Keep it gully pimpin' before I had 4 wheels
The pipe game cool, but my game ill
Wanna fuck with a nigga cause I my shit
You owe that bank, I own my
Out the gate ask, can't floss my whip
It who you know, bitch it's who you with

Hook]
Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin'
Yo you a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)
Ain't shit tryin' to get these
And the nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit
And you know a poppin that shit when it's poppin'
Had a whole world watching and the game boxed in (I'm Good)
Okay with it, talk cause I it
You appreciate the God like an up north

[Tragedy
Yo I settle with, heavy metal shit for my in Connecticut
Murderville how you feel?
Flow so sick, them can blow dick
Better analyze what before you trick
In the mix of some Queens tryin to get rich
Any nigga in my way can the gun spit
Get your Du-Rag split long four-fifth
Hand glide your hood in the six
Road call for my who you wit? (Thug Shit)
Road call for my who you wit? (Thug Shit)
Let it bang make it pop 'til your heartbeat
Know the game stop 'til the casket drops
The God run out of shots then they tape the
Rep to the for my carnivores on lock
And my dogs in the box you back on the block
You know how the team rocks, we reach the top

[Havoc
Eh yo a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'
Yo you a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)
shit tryin' to get these chips
And the first nigga to stop me gettin hit
And you know a nigga poppin shit when it's poppin'
Had a whole world watching and the game boxed in (I'm Good)
Okay with it, cause I live it
You appreciate the God an up north visit

Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty
shit tryin' to get these chips
And the first tryin to stop me gettin hit
And you know a nigga poppin that shit it's poppin'
Had a whole world watching and the whole game in (I'm Good)
Okay it, talk cause I live it
You appreciate the God like an up north