Luyện nghe bài hát Pop U

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

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

Who that is
What that nigga
wild magnolia
It's an uptown

Soulja over me
So I'ma let it
give 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
[Incomprehensible] on my wrist lookin'
These Birdman's, these is real Gucci's

Turn the corner
Motherfucker to sue me
Talkin' 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 hoes
If she can dance,
She can nice and slow

Be in a like it was
Your pipe in the hole
I've been sippin' a somethin'
stop servin' the game
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 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
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u

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

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

I'm lean, smokin' green and I'm so hot
I told machine's call me 'I Robot'
to the boogey boogey, bang bang
Let my partner borrow my necklace
And hit bitches with the chain

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

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

I'm makin' tight stacks so if it ain't or Luda
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
have 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

Got the Mack in the
And the nine in the
Duck when pass
One time wanna ya'

Hunger, that's what I got in my
Take shots from the
to straighten my aim

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

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

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

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

And you can keep them hotel
'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 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
You gon' me pop you
I'ma to pop u