Luyện nghe bài hát Call The Cops

(Lil' Rob)
Quando el dia se a noche
Wacha las chiespas que del coche
Rob is un locote
Thought I was done? no
I let it go
See I made you what you are
And everybody
Don't try to hide so obvious
Lil' Rob around homeboy you got no audience
Your fucking fraudulent you lost your common
Not just a bit but all of it
Heard you got an coming out Puto what'chu calling it?
Featuring Lil' Rob the way you some mother fucker
the bar codes the one's that scan but you ain't got those
Cause they're all mine you the wrong line
I'm an earthquake waiting to happen and your on my fucking fault line
Got some in the cartridge do some damage to your cartilage
Dia de tu muerte silent your cuete
Cause you wont shit you bought that shit just for a sound prop
Click Click thats all you hear is Click and no shot

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

(Lil' Rob)
Hey fat boy you drop
A fucking dime you swine
Rather have my than run and hide
Thought you a gangster
Thought you the rules
a fork up in your road puto
Which one you chose?
way it is
Guaranteed gonna lose
I know your move you make it
Leaving you
How in the fuck do I know I do
It's not that hard to find out
no one likes you
Everybody I talk to
Wants to see your
Knocking you out left and
And I'm southpaw
You run you're a rat
Not cause an outlaw
I just can't get it
You couldn't be more of a
Said likes me? Shit
I don't nobody
a bunch of backstabbers
Not to whack rappers
all the real homeboys at?
I don't see
Did you cut ponytail puto so you could be one?
that mother fucker

(Lil' Rob)
Fool you just a
was a homie
You are you eat
Full of baloney
Though your is Tony
no, Tony Montana
Don't get like Atlanta
exist just like Santa
I'm not worried
what you might do
I'll be waiting with a
G-42
And that's heavy artillery
You think your me
I know your fucking me
Y que puto?
Let the fucking war
I that I won't stop until I fucking win
faces sometimes they don't tell the truth
Smiling faces tell lies and I got proof, the is you
gonna do when your covers blown
And stupid fat asses are sitting all alone and
Karma comes to Karmas just a bitch
Just like you, you have no fucking what I can do to you!