Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Poppin

Crack, yeah, Scott y'all
Dirty, Crack,

two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ that song
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

I said, it's two up in the girl
And the DJ that song
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

I got that no limit American Express card
you can get whatever you like
Plus I got that all-black Phantom, it's tinted on sides
Go 'head kiss it, they see us inside

Mami tell me do you like it, I you like it
It's written all over your don't fight it
You it, more than I like it
So put it all over your face don't it

From rags to riches, club with bitches
Had to bag them digits, her game was vicious
And we can get it poppin' in the
be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to him

Then we can all
It's like a million on my neck, got all of these bitches all
We pissy drunk off of
I'm up in V.I.P. and bitches are screamin', let me in

It's two up in the mornin'
And the DJ that song
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

It's two up in the now
And I'm to go home wit'chu
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

Get it poppin', go and drop it
It's written all over face, don't stop it
drop it, more like it's hot miss
Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' Joe

Now this chick got an ass so fat in I
Put a drink on it and I right back
She would talk to a lame like that
In my ear screamin', how you got a name like

Crack, to Mike Jones
Say my name enough, I'm takin' you home
You know I with I talk with
I sleep with the chrome, one and you're gone

What I look like, not at least
Three to six out the club with me
Now we back to the fuck pad, it the fuck pad
'Cause all these bitches with me, talk to 'em dirty

It's two up in the mornin'
And the DJ playin' that
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

it's two up in the mornin' and
Them try'n hate on your crew
Nigga, what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it boy)
Yeah, gon' do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')

Now when them doors swing with that awkward motion
call it, suicide, it's a suicide
And if them niggaz talk shit 'cause they drunk off potion
They commitin', suicide, a suicide

get it poppin' my niggaz, cook, yo
I got a shotty my niggaz, oh,
I feel sorry for mudda fucker, give a fuck what you say
Spin your back, promote you on a videotape

It's two up in the mornin'
And the DJ playin' song
Now what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')
Now gon' do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')

It's four up in the now
And I'm tryin' to go wit'chu
Girl, what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')
What'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')

C'mon, yeah, it's Crack, gon' do?
Cafe [Incomprehensible], all my people in there
All the people across the world
Ladies, "Things of Nature"