Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u

You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u

Who nigga is
that nigga claim
Juve magnolia
It's an uptown

watchin' over me
So I'ma let it
Just me the weed, the mic
And let it off the chain

actin' like, that nigga lost it, I ain't have no money
Now I'm back, the cost is
[Incomprehensible] on my wrist lookin'
These ain't Birdman's, is real Gucci's

Turn around the
tryin' to sue me
Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him a two-piece
We rock, we he roll, where he got

Me and my mans and
Get the brains out these
If she can dance,
She can nice and slow

Be in a like it was
Your pipe in the hole
I've been sippin' a little
Just stop the game
It feel good to be an OG, I'm deservin' it

I'm the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, the
The nigga, nigga,
I'm the nigga,
The nigga, the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, nigga,

You gon' me pop you
have to pop u
You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u

You gon' me pop you
have to pop u
You make me pop you
have to pop u

Now ain't no where I might be
'Cause a million other creeps
Prancin' around these streets lookin' me
Call 'em my doubles

So if you think you hit Luda' with the
I'm up in blowin' blunt bubbles
On the double, lookin' for we started
The eye on my gat is it's retarded

I'm lean, smokin' green and I'm so hot
I told machine's people call me 'I
Bang to the boogey boogey, bang
Let my partner borrow my necklace
And hit bitches with the chain

Its not love, I'm gettin' great brain
Got a hard drive but blow me out my mainframe

Now how you that?
I got your momma pitchin'
On the gettin' cornered
And right back

I'm makin' stacks so if it ain't Juve or Luda
can it nigga, we don't even like rap

I'm the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, the
The nigga, nigga,
I'm the nigga,
The nigga, the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, nigga,

You gon' me pop you
have to pop u
You gon' me pop you
have to pop u

You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You gon' me pop you
have to pop u

Got the Mack in the
And the in the dumpster
when they pass
One time wanna ya'

Hunger, that's I got in my veins
Take shots the Henny
Just to my aim

Now, I raise my finger, "Fuck the world"
And them donuts in that car make ya' hurl
Yeah, I'm 'bout my paper
I'm fully like them niggaz in Jamaica mayne

I know you know is Crack
And back and you mad
we did and they yack-ity yak

In the sack we slid in
shakin' they ass
She some big bills
Tip drill, she a tip drill

It's ya' crack
with some fresh cut
Side of the
Ridin' that's the best

And you can keep hotel keys
we gon' fuck these bitches
Wherever we

I'm the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, the
The nigga, nigga,
I'm the nigga,
The nigga, the nigga,
The nigga, nigga, nigga,

You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u

You make me pop you
have to pop u
You make me pop you
I'ma to pop u