Luyện nghe bài hát Call The Cops

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

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

1:
Okay, they him out there
There's no 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 couple
It's just money, I'll a couple thou
To get your little itty 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 bottle of
I get 'em all drunk they all come home
They hassaditty but they all wanna roll
I'm easy passin' by so I ain't 'bout the toll
So holla at me homie you see me in that blue spur
We run the city, a office next to Bloomberg

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 take her to her
Then let her fix her weave then I kick her out the
And the neck is murder, 100 on the
And the word on the streets, I'm with some G's
And uh, what's on his hip, it be the heater
The jeans crazy but you gotta see the sneakers
It's like how I get rid of the top
Now you see it, now you don't, I'm the sickest on the
And I get it from my pops, your poppa was a stone
Wherever he put his gun, was his home
You see me in the zone, but no it's not the
Nigga is my life, restaurants, high price
If I see it and I like it, I buy it twice
You love me now but you gon' hate me when I'm sight

3:
911, we got a outside
So many cars, it look Jacob Javid outside
by the bar, he wanna drag it outside
Homeboy, don't you know that automatic
I diddy-bop, I don't how to dance
In the sky all day I don't know how to land
I go to sleep, up in a different country
Don't understand the language, but I the money
You gangsta, we gon' see all it
You gon' watch it on the news or you gon' all about it
And I'm Rell so shorty what it is
Put this on ya kid in the stroller by his bib
No MTV Cribs but 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 be wearin' them suits