Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Cops

Officer, my is up
don't shoot, but I might run
Run nigga, run nigga, run
I've been since '91
piggy, hold your tongue
Run nigga, run nigga, run
What, you some open graves?
I'll make you catch fucking fade
My be "fuck the law"
But said, "just look away"
up, keep my weapon on me
[?] up, homie?
Friday night [?] day
me over, I record it
Bar my head and this ass
And this bacon did off
Black and white, you [?] my
These crooked cops they hate by
Blackest skin, the blackest
From my father came
mother eath he saw the dirt
From broken souls to the curse
Public enemy? My felony was being black as
Eenie meenie miney moe and hang him up and his lunch
the homies, call my mama
Take his badge and him up
fuck him up and make him cry
And remember where we lived and

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,
cops, crook-crook-crooked cops

I'm you now
Police in their feelings, they scared and they
They us down
My hands up, they shootin', they shootin', they
They shootin' us
Please tell me where
Public enemy number 1, I was the man
be usin' their badges
As a weapon to [?] shoot at us and up
Tell me why? I, I think I 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

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

Call me back, no emoji
Pants be saggin', I've taggin'
Officer, my flawless
Rappin' since like '96 when ODB was shit
Grammy nominated, hope there's in my cabinet
your 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 my rights
The [?] flashing light

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

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