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

Who that is
What nigga claim
Juve wild
It's an uptown

Soulja over me
So let it rain
Just me the weed, the mic
And let it off the chain

Y'all actin' like, that nigga lost it, I have no money
Now I'm back, what the is
on my wrist lookin' gooey
These Birdman's, these is real Gucci's

Turn the corner
Motherfucker to sue me
Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him with a
We rock, we he roll, where he got

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

Be in a trance it was
Your man's pipe in the
I've sippin' a little somethin'
Just servin' 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
have to 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

Now ain't no tellin' where I be
'Cause there's a million other
Prancin' around these lookin' like me
Call 'em my doubles

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

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

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

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

I'm makin' tight so if it ain't 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
I'ma to 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
have to pop u

Got the in the grass
And the nine in the
Duck when they
One wanna dump ya'

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

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

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

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

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

And you can keep them hotel
'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
have to pop u
You make me pop you
have to pop u

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