Luyện nghe bài hát Pop, Pop, Pop / Cutting Tonight Interlude

It's Attic Crew, know what I'm
Want our back, A-Town, home team rule
For

It's like shake, rattle,
It all started 105 Creel
And all niggas hitting licks, who didn't know
It's 50 niggas behind closed doors
So don't your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas pull them
And they know worth a flip
But whos to blame, time changed
Feet off in grease, slicker than it was man
Brand new look, cause its a new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on way
See down the line, you must have f**ked up
I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get these hoes up
See in the day, you know it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and they ain't play a
So I up them words, got back on the curb
Now I'm bumping like a mug, no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, done
Ain't honest work, but it in them funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of slum
And highly qualified for niggas for they bum nigga

Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, he's a black
The A-Town niggas want corner back
[gunfire] em'
We looking for em', be wid' em
Cock back and let thang, thang, hit em', Get em

Now be prepared for when a time come for us to
As I in ways, out as a stray, like craze
Deep in this everglaze, ?taser nuts?
Out in the battlefields, now it is
You can't as I fulfill the need
To take it upon myself, to thrash and your ass
Now feel the wrath, as we ignite unto the
So is it a ?? for acting like a
Youngbloodz, own, two strong off in this shit
And if them whips, you trip
Ready to fight for you claim
As if its a game of nuts, see what this might contain
So now you in to gain the strength off which you feed
But as you can see, you for trouble, thats you and me
And with full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on down the
So nigga here it is, cause steady on the grind nigga

I'll get em' back, trying to sack up my little dope
I wonder if boys got a scope on your fore'
And I know they don't, really don't give a
All I know, niggas puttin' a hand on my profit
quit, really soon
Got thangs, ?? , back on the clock and boom and
You your motherf**king mind, better realize
You meet up with these country niggas eye to eye
So, don't make no dumb
You outside boundary nigga, the home team rule
Remember my nigga, see we done put it for years
What the hell make you think we just gonna it up like this
See your dividends, your only friend, gonna get you up
And back, looking weak, cause money sure can't knuck'
casket closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I for the family of the victim who got hurt nigga

Now the dust I seen you coming from a mile away
Now give me three this distance and be on your way
Cause nowadays these act as if its all good
To walk around with smiles, as if know they could
And if should, I'd be the first to let these niggas know
I ain't the one to be played, so leave that for them hoes
And to them fake ass niggas who they real
Better know what to do you find yourself revealed