Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Cops

Officer, my is up
Please shoot, but I might run
Run nigga, run nigga, run
I've been black '91
Piggy piggy, hold tongue
Run nigga, run nigga, run
What, you want open graves?
I'll make you this fucking fade
My be "fuck the law"
But said, "just look away"
Hands up, keep my on me
[?] up, homie?
Friday night [?] day
me over, I record it
Bar my head and this ass
And this did smell off
and white, you [?] my rights
These crooked they hate by sight
skin, the blackest name
From Africa my father
From mother eath he saw the
From souls to heal the curse
Public enemy? My felony was being black as
Eenie meenie miney moe and hang him up and take his
Call the homies, my mama
his badge and fuck him up
Then fuck him up and him cry
And remember we lived and died

No, no, no, no, noo
No, no-ooh-aah, no, no

Crooked cop, cop
cop
Crooked cop, cop
Crooked, cop
Crooked, cops
Crooked cops,
cops, crook-crook-crooked cops

I'm you now
Police in their feelings, they scared and killin'
shootin' us down
My hands up, shootin', they shootin', they shootin'
shootin' us down
Why? Please me where
Public enemy 1, I was the black man
They be their badges
As a weapon to [?] shoot at us and up
Tell me I, I think I know why
Why they wanna shoot me
I think I know they crooked cops
Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked

No, no, no, no, noo
No, no-ooh-aah, no, no

cop, crooked cop
cop
Crooked cop, cop
Crooked, cop
Crooked, crook-crook-crooked
Crooked cops,
Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked

Call me back, no emoji
Pants be saggin', I've been
Officer, my flawless
Rappin' since '96 when ODB was runnin' shit
Grammy nominated, hope there's in my cabinet
Hide kids and hide your wife
The reaper through the night
Crawl in, Mr. Officer, my fingerprints gon'
up on my neck and face
GTA to [?]
Fuck is up? I know my
The sirens [?] light

cops, crooked cops
Crook-crook-crooked
I don't wanna hear this no more
(I wanna hear it no motherfuckin' more
You talkin' about all lives matter)
I don't wanna hear this no more
(I don't hear this
Nobody is killin' your brothers, your sisters, father, your mother - nobody is killin' y'all motherfuckers in the street
They us!)
I wanna hear this shit no more
(The fuck is wrong you?)

No, no, no, no, noo
No, no-ooh-aah, no, no