Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

You gon' me pop you
have 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 that is
What that nigga
wild magnolia
It's an uptown

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

Y'all actin' like, that nigga it, I ain't have no money
Now I'm back, what the is
on my wrist lookin' gooey
These ain't Birdman's, these is real

around the corner
Motherfucker to sue me
shit to me so I can hit him with a two-piece
We rock, we he roll, he got control

Me and my and them
Get the brains out these
If she can dance,
She can romance and slow

Be in a like it was
Your man's pipe in the
been sippin' a little somethin'
Just stop the game
It feel to be an OG, I'm deservin' it mayne

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
have to pop u

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

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

So if you think you hit Luda' the Krueger
I'm up in Cuba blowin' bubbles
On the double, lookin' for trouble we
The eye on my gat is cocked it's

I'm sippin' lean, green and I'm so hot
I told people call me 'I Robot'
Bang to the boogey, bang bang
Let my partner borrow my necklace
And hit with the same chain

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

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

I'm makin' tight stacks so if it ain't Juve or
Then can it nigga, we 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
I'ma to pop u
You make me pop you
have to pop u

You make me pop you
have 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 what I got in my
shots from the Henny
Just to my aim

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

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

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

It's ya' nigga
with some fresh cut
Side of the
Ridin' the best fuck

And you can keep them hotel
'Cause we gon' fuck these
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 make me pop you
I'ma to pop u
You gon' me pop you
have to pop u

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