paroles de chanson Off Top - Poundside Pop

Yeah, yeah, zoogang, slatt
Every time I ride around bitch, ridin′ around with that pole you know I ain't lackin′
Bitch feel me do a show turn up on the stage and collect my backend
I just met a bitch from the hood and her ass so fat wanna fuck her from the backend

Everybody in my gang they stand tall, niggas we ain't do no rattin'
I ain′t have shit little nigga, I was on that block I was out there trappin′ (No cap)
I had the percs, had the weed and the lean motherfucker
And I had that crackin'

I was on the block with the Glock all day lil nigga I ain′t doin' no lackin′
Now the opps I do I'm trappin′

Got the Glock and I'm goin' to get to clappin′
Popped a nigga in rapid fashion
Got that Glock on me it′s fashion
Pussy boy don't make me mad
Zoogang come trough get to wackin
Hang low that boy so bad, on bro that boy′s an assassin
We be slidin' on the ops with a passion
Kill that boy now that boy he past tense
I be gettin′ to the racks no baptist
More money in ya checks that ya taxes
Do it big motherfucker I'm jurassic
I be smokin on all different gasses

Hit bitch who the fuck they gassin′
I refuse to let a bitch nigga wack me
Slide through and hit a nigga in traffic
Hop out with that motherfuckin' ratchet
We gon' show you little niggas who gangsta
Put that lil boy in a box just like the undertaker
These bullets gon′ bake ya like the sun in Jamaica
We send that boy to ya maker

Young Pop, Im paid
I got some Glocks on the way
And a big box of them K′s
The Zoo they go crazy
We raisin' hell on them boys
We slidin′ though every day
Yeah all my niggas they hittas yeah

Niggas gon' die ′cause we killas yeah
Niggas talk shit we don't feel that shit
My hitta came through and he split his wig
That nigga pop man he the realest yeah
I know them real niggas feel this yeah
Bitch you know Pop I′m as real as it gets
I gotta ride with the stick in this bitch

Every time I ride around bitch, ridin' around with that pole you know I ain't lackin′
Bitch feel me do a show turn up on the stage and collect my backend
I just met a bitch from the hood and her ass so fat wanna fuck her from the backend

Everybody in my gang they stand tall, niggas we ain′t do no rattin'
I ain′t have shit little nigga, I was on that block I was out there trappin' (No cap)
I had the percs, had the weed and the lean motherfucker
And I had that crackin′

I was on the block with the Glock all day lil nigga I ain't doin′ no lackin'
Now the opps i do I'm trappin′
Got the Glock and I′m goin' to get to clappin′
Popped a nigga in rapid fashion
Got that Glock on me it's fashion
Pussy boy don′t make me mad
Zoogang come trough get to wackin

Hang low that boy so bad, on bro that boy's an assassin
We be slidin′ on the opps with a passion
Kill that boy now that boy he past tense

Zoogang