Luyện nghe bài hát Pop The Trunk Remix

Meth lab in the back and the crack smoke pills through the streets like an early fog
Momma's in the slaughter house with a hatchet helping daddy chop early hog
I'm catching Zs like an morning saw when I woke up to the racket yawn and pause
What the fuck man I can never get sleep man, peeped out the what's wrong with y'all?
Stood up in my Tide Alabama sweat pants and threw my pillow
Looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to in and steal his elbows
don't know that old man don't hold hands or throw hands naw he's rough like a brilo
Went to the Chevy and pulled out a machete and gun is heavy and tall as the midget willow

he's playin'? You better listen what he's sayin punk
Don't me go pop the trunk, on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag layin' in the back of the boy
Don't me go pop the trunk, on you

Think playin'? You better listen what he's sayin punk
make me go pop the trunk, on you
He got an old in the mossy oak duffle bag layin' in the back of the dunk boy
Don't me go pop the trunk, on you

11:30 and I'm pullin' up smoking babbage out the back of my buddies Monty Carlo
Spittin' over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we the parking lot hoe
You know we sippin on that old brown bottle, in the trunk make the whole town wobble
So when we ride bitches follow, but tonight one of the bitches is giving us problems
Well one of bitches be fuckin' one of my homeboys favorite bitches
And has been on his hit list for a and I think he's ready to handle his business
He me Yelawolf get this and he handed me the Cartier watch that was on his wrist
He said watch shit and he jumped to the trunk and grabbed his biscuit, biscuit!

Think he's playin'? You better listen what he's sayin
Don't me go pop the trunk, on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak bag layin' in the back of the dunk boy
make me go pop the trunk, on you

Think he's playin'? You better listen what he's punk
make me go pop the trunk, on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag in the back of the dunk boy
make me go pop the trunk, on you

Two men stand, one's go
One falls down to the ground, one walks down to the
Momma call the police
Now screaming no
Took a to the chest with a rock salt shell and he's moving slow
All this blood has spilled, enough to a penguin chills
Hot enough to a potato smoke at the tip of a hollowed steel
In the valley of the hollowed
In the valley of the 'til
ain't a figment of my imagination buddy, this is where I live Bama!

Think he's playin'? You better listen he's sayin punk
make me go pop the trunk, on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag in the back of the dunk boy
make me go pop the trunk, on you

Think he's playin'? You better listen what he's sayin
Don't me go pop the trunk, on you
He got an old Mossberg in the oak duffle bag layin' in the back of the dunk boy
make me go pop the trunk, on you