Luyện nghe bài hát Black & Blue

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Cool-ass al, he got a from the neighborhood yo
Fly police car, the ninety-two mod-el.. now it out
Now al to rob, used to smoke, used to steal
And he a mean game of dice
A boostin he was nice as he proved on the daily tip
At macy's, he and kid up in lacy's
Throw his to blow when he turned into a fed
I seen him, one day, I tried to get his head
two fit ill, glock cops, with passion
Black shoes fit, they was made, from ashes
Another brother, a or somebody's pops
And when I see al, he stops
Unless it's to make an
He kick it, unless he writes a ticket
He got a way, attitude everyday
It makes me kinda mad cause I can't hit him
But scheamin to get him
(shoot 'im inna de busta claat)
At any the worst devil is a black one
And if you see one you gots to 'um
One day, I had the cell lit, up on park
Cool al appears, up, fresh clarks
It's a hot day black, and the beamin down
But I get on the ground?
You're, to whitey, do you think that you're mighty?
You take the honor of bein the black bull
It's a cause use done out your righteous name
For a little and more fame
You're whole is chump, you forgot to use the pump
So instead of warnin brothers, better hide and take the
You know the wanna hit ya
("gimme a gat I'm bout to this motherfucker!")
So carry your gun, off duty
Don't that there's a price on the booty
Hidin upstate make you safe
By the way, are you of christian
prepare to meet your mystery, become a place in history
Force come shot down with brothers from uptown
And if we're not totally
Then you'll be left and blue

Man these black is just as bad as the motherfuckin white ones
They get a bullshit badge, and think that god
But yo I ain't havin shit, I put a hole in they fuckin ass
Then they see god
Comin in our midst causin this confusion?
I send that ass back to the quick fast

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I knew a cop roy, a good nigga boy
To pull the on another brother was a joy boy
Didn't give a fuck if your was black
He'll blow out back, and say you sold crack
He'll see you in car and don't like your look
He got beef with teeth so now you're a crook
Flash the lights, to the right
Put up a fight, well say night, cause roy boy might
Pull out the heater, for him there's nuttin
Eight to your head, from his nine
Roy had a thing about young males
He wanna see em dead or locked in jail
Down every drug bust, for him it was a lust
Kickin down doors is dickin down whores
I remember he was a rookie, a tough cookie
Beatin down kids for playin
You see roy is the type of
With a that's illegal
He like down niggaz on the block
Take you face down, let you hear the of the hammer cock!
No to fill out a report
Cause everybody know roy doesn't get
Now feeling like superman
To the stand, with an uzi in his hand
Now roy's answer
The gonna get smoked like cancer, sticks
For all the tricks that roy's ever
Toy with the nigga, boy you get, sprayed
For all the fucked up shit, you put a brother through
man, learn to love you
Cause even if you're dead, me and my
Will beat you in your head, and leave your ass full of
and blue