Luyện nghe bài hát Cop That Shit

[Intro: Missy
We are the VA
Love to the Neptunes and the
To ya bootleggers we off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, with the unexpected
The run away slave I,
from all ya fraudulent players
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr.

1: Timbaland]
It's a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I through
Time's up, I left you
Thinking of this, I keep them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the dial
As you hear it, up the volume
Jump when you hear them left it off (Off)
Mr. VA to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I know what ya know
Well my folks don' me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the record (Uh huh)
And put me on like you red
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Missy
in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the giving em bootlegs
We off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
this the hot shit, out on the streets
So you hear this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)

2: Missy Elliott]
When you say you me, it doesn't matter
It goes into my head as chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or very free
Won'tcha say I go it to, TIMOTHY!
say I'm whack, but they don't tell me so
Let them to be me, then they know
I hate when one, to fantasize
Fact I despise, who even try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never
Yo dream is over, career
I told all of you, like I all of them
say to me be, DICK TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the
"Ayyio you ugly!" yeah ya mother
I don't pay attention, I concentrate
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to this, huh

[Verse 3:
I'm your idol, the highest title, uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to
And understand I got the of speech
And it's a blessing, being from VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a
If I wasn't writing rhymes I'd be breaking in
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my
I'm not nucca do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your is played
To put it short, heh I got it
I'm talented, yes I'm
My uppercut boy get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop
Living off damn record that you cutting
My name Magoo and I roll wit two
Every CD we 48 bars
My name and I'm a supadupa star
Every month I get a brand new car!