Luyện nghe bài hát Call The Cops

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's muthafuckin' Hell Rell and you know you the Dip-Dip-Dip

Y'all better call the cops, y'all better the cops
What I'm doing is murder, better call the cops
Won't let me in the club then better call the cops
Put me in a Ferrari, it be a drop
said it was a crime to be so fly (fly)
Well put me in and read me my rights
They it was a crime to be so fly (fly)
Well put me in cuffs and read me my

1:
Okay, they him out there
There's no dead but he killing 'em out there
And not to mention, I'm causing all the
With the '07 Coupe the roof all missin'
And mami, it, shake it, move it all around
While I, cook it, bag it, move a pounds
It's money, I'll spend a couple thou
To get little itty bitty crew buried in the ground
paid for when you run wit' a star
I'm the type to a party right in front of my car
Pop the trunk for the music, pop a of Patron
I get 'em all drunk they all come home
actin' hassaditty but they all wanna roll
I'm easy passin' by so I worried 'bout the toll
So holla at me homie when you see me in that spur
We run the city, need a office next to

2:
When I'm in the club, I lean, I don't rock
I tell the bitch goin' down like Yung Joc
I take her to my spot and her to her spot
let her fix her weave then I kick her out the drop
And the is murder, 100 on the sleeve
And the on the streets, I'm running with some G's
And uh, what's on his hip, it be the heater
The jeans kinda but you gotta see the sneakers
It's magic how I get rid of the top
Now you see it, now you don't, I'm the on the block
And I get it from my pops, your poppa was a rolling
he put his gun, that was his home
You see me in the zone, but no not the twilight
Nigga is my life, restaurants, high price
If I see it and I like it, I might buy it
You love me now but you hate me when I'm outta sight

3:
911, we got a outside
So many cars, it look like Jacob outside
Beef by the bar, he wanna drag it
Homeboy, you know that automatic outside
I diddy-bop, I don't how to dance
In the sky all day like I don't know how to
I go to sleep, wake up in a country
Don't understand the language, but I understand the
You gangsta, we gon' see all it
You gon' watch it on the news or you gon' all about it
And I'm Ruger Rell so what it is
Put burner on ya kid in the stroller by his bib
No MTV but I'll show you how I live
Couple pots on the stove with baking in the fridge
And I bodied the mic and the booth
I got them boys looking for me that be wearin' suits