Luyện nghe bài hát Call The Cops

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's muthafuckin' Hell Rell and you you with 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 y'all better call the cops
Put me in a Ferrari, it be a drop
They said it was a to be so fly (fly)
Well put me in cuffs and read me my
They said it was a to be so fly (fly)
Well put me in cuffs and me my rights

1:
Okay, they feelin' him out
no dead bodies but he killing 'em out there
And not to mention, I'm all the tension
With the '07 Coupe with the all missin'
And mami, shake it, shake it, move it all
While I, cook it, bag it, move a pounds
It's money, I'll spend a couple thou
To get your little itty bitty buried in the ground
It's paid for when you run 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 then they all come
They actin' hassaditty but they all roll
I'm easy by so I ain't worried 'bout the toll
So holla at me homie when you see me in blue spur
We run the city, need a office to Bloomberg

2:
When I'm in the club, I don't lean, I don't
I tell the bitch it's goin' down Yung Joc
I her to my spot and take her to her spot
Then let her fix her weave then I her out the drop
And the is murder, 100 on the sleeve
And the word on the streets, I'm with some G's
And uh, on his hip, it gotta be the heater
The kinda crazy but you gotta see the sneakers
like 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 was a rolling stone
Wherever he put his gun, that was his
You see me in the zone, but no not the twilight
Nigga this is my life, restaurants, high
If I see it and I like it, I might buy it
You love me now but you gon' hate me when I'm sight

3:
911, we got a hazard
So many cars, it look like Jacob outside
Beef by the bar, he wanna drag it
Homeboy, don't you that automatic outside
I diddy-bop, I know 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' read all it
And I'm Ruger Rell so what it is
Put burner on ya kid in the stroller by his bib
No MTV Cribs but I'll show you how I
Couple pots on the with baking soda in the fridge
And I bodied the mic and murdered the
I got them looking for me that be wearin' them suits