Luyện nghe bài hát Call The Cops

(Lil' Rob)
Quando el dia se convierte a
las chiespas que volan del coche
Lil' Rob is un
Thought I was Fuck no
I let it go
See I made you what you are
And knows
Don't try to hide what's so
Without Rob around homeboy you got no audience
Your fraudulent you lost your common sense
Not just a bit but all of it
Heard you got an Album coming out what'chu calling it?
Featuring Lil' Rob the way you sell mother fucker
Check the bar the one's that scan but you ain't got those
Cause they're all mine you cross the line
I'm an earthquake to happen and your standing on my fucking fault line
Got some bullets in the do some damage to your cartilage
Dia de tu muerte silent like your
Cause you wont shoot shit you bought that just for a sound prop
Click thats all you hear is Click Click and no shot

(Lil' Rob)(Chorus)
call the cops
Cause Lil' Rob stop
Somebody call the
Cause Rob won't stop
Somebody the cops
Lil' Rob won't stop
Somebody call the
call the cops

(Lil' Rob)
Hey fat boy you drop
A fucking you fucking swine
Rather my pride than run and hide
Thought you a gangster
Thought you knew the
There's a fork up in your puto
Which one you chose?
way it is
Guaranteed your gonna
I know your move you make it
you confused
How in the fuck do I what I do
It's not that hard to find out
Cause no one you
Everybody that I to
to see your downfall
Knocking you out and right
And I'm southpaw
You run you're a rat
Not cause you're an
I just can't get it
You couldn't be of a bitch
Said likes me? Shit
I don't like
a bunch of backstabbers
Not to mention whack
all the real homeboys at?
I don't see
Did you cut ponytail puto so you could be one?
Take mother fucker

(Lil' Rob)
you just a phony
never was a
You are you eat
Full of baloney
Though your name is
no, Tony Montana
Don't get brave Atlanta
exist just like Santa
I'm not worried
what you might do
I'll be with a German
Named
And that's heavy artillery
You your killing me
I know your fucking me
Y que puto?
Let the war begin
I that I won't stop until I fucking win
Smiling faces sometimes they don't the truth
faces tell lies and I got proof, the proof is you
What'chu gonna do your covers blown
And your stupid fat asses are sitting all and
comes to get'cha? Karmas just a bitch
Just like you, you no fucking clue what I can do to you!