Luyện nghe bài hát 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
I'ma to pop u
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u

Who nigga is
What that nigga
Juve wild
an uptown thing

Soulja watchin' me
So I'ma let it
give me the weed, the mic
And I'ma let it off the

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

Turn around the
tryin' to sue me
Talkin' to me so I can hit him with 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 romance nice and

Be in a trance it was
Your man's in the hole
I've sippin' a little somethin'
Just stop servin' the
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 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

Now no tellin' where I might be
'Cause there's a million creeps
around these streets lookin' like me
Call 'em my stunt

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

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

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

Now how you like
I got your momma pitchin'
On the corner gettin'
And right back

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

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

Got the in the grass
And the nine in the
when they pass
One time dump ya'

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

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

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

In the sack when we in
shakin' they ass
She want big bills
Tip drill, she wants a tip

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

And you can keep hotel keys
'Cause we gon' fuck 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
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
I'ma to pop u