Pop Pound (feat. NRG Streetz)
Dizzy Dzyn
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I hit the road everyday same bounce Rain, sleet, hail, snow Know we got it figured out Get the load for the low in a drought We don't say shit Coming out the mouth Boy you better make it count Once you see it they gone Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down They hit the doors in the back and both sides of that armored car Broad day by the court but they ain't shooting ball Don't you be surprised who up on you like a movie star It ain't no autographing it's just more automatics than y'all Yea we pop pounds Roll up let yo top down Can't hide and ain't no cops round Neighbors run out in nightgowns You and yours on lockdown Trying to duck the shot sound No way we put that glock down You shitting niggas Light brown I hope you more educated than hater it's simple If not I got some things that we really get into War ready yea we out to get the pimento My hand steady and heavy Check the credentials I hit the road everyday same bounce Rain, sleet, hail, snow Know we got it figured out Get the load for the low in a drought We don't say shit Coming out the mouth Boy you better make it count Once you see it they gone Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Don't forget the masks And the throw away plates Need your head on straight Can't be making no mistakes Get the gloves out the dash Pass that pump that's in the back In and out let's get the chicken Extra crispy all flats But we keep drums too AK kick like kung fu Run up if you want to That tre pound knock your lungs loose Big drip like a monsoon Lil bitch what you gone do You fucking with the wrong dude Knock the beef out your wonton soup You dumb fool Or knock the cabbage right outta your Motherfucking egg roll A couple hitters on the payroll Go when I say so Got the dracos by the caseloads We keep the fuego Don't get your day blowed Just come up off the fucking pesos I hit the road everyday same bounce Rain, sleet, hail, snow Know we got it figured out Get the load for the low in a drought We don't say shit Coming out the mouth Boy you better make it count Once you see it they gone Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down I hit the road everyday same bounce Rain, sleet, hail, snow Know we got it figured out Get the load for the low in a drought We don't say shit Coming out the mouth Boy you better make it count Once you see it they gone Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down Toolie, pop, trey, pound You'll be, shot, lay, down
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