Luyện nghe bài hát Pop The Trunk

I just bought me a Coupe
out the air bag put in a wood wheel
Now all the ATL niggas wanna 'cause I'm from Texas
seen candy with the fifth on the back

I'm comin' down the west end, niggas tryin' to
And bust a Coney Island pop the trunk and started cappin'
Niggas was happenin' put they Burbon to the nigga
to bust back but I was penetrating they doe

Nigga in PA, it's like the wild, west
So we all pack and we all wear vests
the shit pop out, who gonna stunt
Nigga ain't me first I fin to pop the trunk

These niggas keep talkin' they want the funk
But love to talk shit I fit to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they dick suckas gettin' it
I'm high off this weed I fit to pop the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a
Man I he was a bitch I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just some skunk
These niggas steady me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk

You didn't know that I was out of control
yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo'
Head you better off dead than to fuck around with niggas
Don't be trying to plead yo case 'cause I even like no niggas

In my face, trying to question me about drama
answer to two people God and my mama
Far as tryin' to put me in the cross
Let 'em at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe house boss

I bet you somethin' in, run and tell a friend
Sippin' on the Gin, I think he said once again
It ain't no stoppin' me, get at me then I'm on ya
Ridin' yo funeral hangin' out the window slumpin' on ya

You know, they didn't tell you boy you better listen
While I shoot this shit before you put yourself in position
Niggas that know me know I specialize in bump
You can it your way from the shovel so we can pop the trunk

These niggas keep talkin' like they the funk
Man 'cause his bitch me I fin to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they dick suckers gettin' it
'Cause I'm yo gal I got to pop the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you me a punk
Nigga tried to jack my car I had to pop the
All we really came to do is just smoke skunk
at the tittie bar I had to pop the trunk

Under Cali's blue skies, on chronicles and chocolate ties
Even when we tell the truth to we lies
Man ain't no disguise, ninety we flies
Ain't got no for middle men and small fries

Only conversation and big thighs
Let me talk to your boss man, the nigga wit the
And yo ass up and don't act so surprised
When pistols start to cock, start to rise

Nobody move too fast I
Or you can a hot one right between ya eyes
Recognize I done set me sights on the
And put lights out with boom bye, bye

I'm labeling my life off of rap and highs
And act my age and not my shoe size
But fuckin' wit' us wise
We get crunk, we came to pop the
What, the

These niggas keep talkin' they want the funk
I knew he was the police I had to pop the
Runnin' off at dick suckers gettin' it crunk
Man I'm sippin' on poppin' the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a
I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just smoke skunk
To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the

I know that they some had to pop the trunk
California to Texas the trunk
UGK and Celly Cell we to pop the trunk
Sippin' on Hennessey [Incomprehensible] I fin to pop the trunk,
somethin', D time, PA, uh, '97
Smoke somethin', representin' money, like too short