Luyện nghe bài hát Poppin' Tags (Remix)

[Chorus:
And we gone stay on the block until we caught
And we gone stay off that jewelry that we bought
And we gone heated in case it's in and out of court
'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you

[Verse Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage
And I rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage
I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm lift 'em up off of their toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with of 'dro
and choking, get 'em up and croaking
It's so potent, I'm to keep on floating
wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and - oh my!
And I can't it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my
Would, could, and should break a off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and (cough)
the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and is like, "leave me alone!"

[Verse Two:
it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk
If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, hoes, get crunk
(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some purple haze
I it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
got me up and then ripping in a rage
In the netti confetti with a belly,
stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck
Want to get me for the
Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you some up
We can get it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the out of the bodies that want to come at this
If ever got some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries not want none of Twis'
Represent for the city, that different with me
got thinking its a game
And whether you in my city and I talk
I'm going to him, especially if he say my name
I've been known to my business
Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
haters that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming they bring a baretta they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied
When the dough no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)