Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

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

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

Who that is
that nigga claim
Juve magnolia
an uptown thing

Soulja over me
So let it rain
Just 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, the cost is
on my wrist lookin' gooey
These Birdman's, these is real Gucci's

around the corner
Motherfucker 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 and them
Get the brains out hoes
If she can dance,
She can romance nice and

Be in a like it was
man's pipe in the hole
I've been sippin' a little
Just stop servin' the
It feel good to be an OG, I'm 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 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 make me pop you
have to pop u

Now ain't no tellin' I might be
there's a million other creeps
Prancin' around these streets lookin' me
Call 'em my stunt

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

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

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

Now how you that?
I got your momma quarters
On the corner cornered
And come back

I'm makin' tight stacks so if it Juve 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
I'ma 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 nine in the
Duck when they
One wanna dump ya'

Hunger, what I got in my veins
Take shots the Henny
Just to my aim

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

I you know this is Crack
And he's and you mad
'Cause we did and they yak

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

ya' nigga crack
Live with fresh cut
Side of the
that's the best fuck

And you can keep them keys
'Cause we fuck these bitches
we please

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 make me pop you
I'ma to pop u

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