ฟังเพลงPoppin (Explicit)

1017

Poppin'

BigWalkDog

BigWalkDog

Big 1017

Ayy

Hey hey

Hey hey

BigWalkDog：

When you poppin'

Every time you move you gotta move with a rocket

Uh

Lookin' at the jewel you see a pool and a faucet

Grr

Designer hit the mail come straight from the tropic

Got a coconut smell but it hit like we boxin'

Yeah

She only ate the d**k but she still sayin' toxic

She know I got racks so she do it more sloppy

Off a Percocet I can't feel my body

But she ain't gettin' s**t outta none of these pockets

Nope

Nah she ain't gettin' s**t outta none of these wallets

Broke down a 'bow just to smoke at Hibachi

I ain't need me a plug I'm the whole d**n socket

Came nailed down a opp come on he roadblockin'

Sippin' on Wocky pop me a Roxy know they gon' watch me

Built for this s**t n***a how they gon' stop me

I was just loadin' up s**t on the dolly

I feel like fly I don't need nobody

Big dawg I'm for real I don't need co signin'

Might go get me 'Cat or a Scat no mileage

Skrrt

In the city where I'm from we ain't have no God

N***a play with who

N***a play with Wop know they dyin'

Might just go to Wafi get a twenty make it shine

I ain't never had s**t not a motherf**kin' dime

Wop got me out the trenches had murder on my mind

Wop

And the plug just called said thirty on the line

Uh

Need a P up in the east and need a P up in the west

He ain't grabbin' two then it's on to the next

Thirteen with my daddy watchin' n***as get finessed

On the first and the third gettin' everybody checked

Make a block do it again gettin' everybody stretched

I done made it out so I'm at you f**k n***a neck

Don't know what I want new Jacob or Patek flex

When you poppin'

Every time you move you gotta move with a rocket

Uh

Lookin' at the jewel you see a pool and a faucet

Designer hit the mail come straight from the tropic

Got a coconut smell but it hit like we boxin'

Yeah

She only ate the d**k but she still sayin' toxic

Ugh

Know I got racks so she do it more sloppy

Off a Percocet I can't feel my body

But she ain't gettin' s**t outta none of these pockets

Nope

Every time you move you gotta move with a rocket

Blaow

Lookin' at the jewel you see a pool and a faucet

Bling

Designer hit the mail come straight from the tropic

Yeah

Got a coconut smell but it hit like we boxin'

Shh

She only ate the d**k but she still sayin' toxic

She know I got racks so she do it more sloppy

It's Gucci

Off a Percocet I can't feel my body

But she ain't gettin' s**t outta none of these pockets

Ha

Gucci Mane：

Can't nobody pop s**t the way I pop it

Ha

Million dollar watch on my wrist no cappin'

Bling

Say he got money where it went what happened

Wah

Sign with Gucci Mane get rich go Platinum

Go go

I know the feds watchin' but 12 can't stop it

Stoppin'

The bales came in I pulled up went shoppin'

Pulled up

Pull up in a Dawn and the top start droppin'

The Dawn

They let me outta jail and the price start hoppin'

'Wop

Cartel mailbox money so dirty you could smell my money

Ah

I'm equipped by money if you owe me better pay my money

So rich that I weigh my money and I look like money

And I don't really need new friends

So please stop callin' me twin I'ma say that s**t again

You ain't never killed no man

So you could never fit in my skin it's Big Gucci Mane

It's Gucci

Every time you move you gotta move with a rocket

Ha

Lookin' at the jewel you see a pool and a faucet

Designer hit the mail come straight from the tropic

Got a coconut smell but it hit like we boxin'

She only ate the d**k but she still sayin' toxic

Know I got racks so she do it more sloppy

Off a Percocet I can't feel my body

But she ain't gettin' s**t outta none of these pockets

Nope

BigWalkDog：

Same young n***a still posted in the trick

On a plane with an opp 'bout to go off in his s**t

I don't even like flyin' can't move with a stick

Called my junkie out the jungle he gon' pull up with the stick

On the phone with him now he gon' pull up by six

Talkin' 'bout tappin' in I ain't tappin' in s**t

You ain't tap in with me before a n***a got rich

My homie poppin' Percocet doctor say he at risk

Smokin' Wedding Cake ain't nobody married in this b***h

From the street now a n***a really married to this s**t

I was broke than a b***h now I'm havin' all this grip

Need blue cheese salad nothin' added to the mix

Went from noodle with the cracker steak added on the list

Got a Glock 17 nothin' added but a switch

Got this s**t up out the mud wouldn't hand it to a n***a

'Fore they label me a rat they gon' label me a killer