Luyện nghe bài hát Tragedy - What's Poppin'

* also appears on Deep's "Free Agents - 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 niggas, two for the bass
Three for that weight regulated out of
for the guns blowin' getting shit straight
For them ass niggas 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 spark now you laying in the
From the hood that I rep every in my set
Generals to two-five 'til the death
Inadvertently I niggas wanna murder me
But can't analyze G, The Mahdi
Flow so precise, thug paradise, 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 nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know a nigga I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)
Ain't shit to get these chips
And the first nigga tryin to stop me hit
And you know a nigga poppin that shit when poppin'
Had a whole watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)
Okay with it, talk cause I it
You appreciate the God an up north visit

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

[Havoc
Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know a nigga 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 nigga that shit when it's poppin'
Had a world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)
with it, talk cause I live it
You appreciate the God like an up visit

Khadafi]
Yo I settle with, metal shit for my thugs in Connecticut
nigga how you feel?
Flow so sick, them can blow dick
Better analyze what before you trick
In the mix of some Queens niggas tryin to get
Any nigga in my way can feel the gun
Get Du-Rag split with long four-fifth
glide thru your hood in the six
Road for my niggas who you wit? (Thug Shit)
Road call for my niggas who you (Thug Shit)
Let it bang make it pop 'til heartbeat stop
Know the game don't stop 'til the drops
The God run out of shots then they the block
Rep to the death for my on lock
And my in the box meet you back on the block
You know how the rocks, 'til we reach the top

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

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