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 black '91
piggy, hold your tongue
Run nigga, run nigga, run
What, you want some graves?
I'll make you this fucking fade
My be "fuck the law"
But said, "just look away"
up, keep my weapon on me
[?] up, homie?
night [?] slow day
Pull me over, I it
Bar my head and kiss ass
And this bacon did off
and white, you [?] my rights
These crooked cops hate by sight
skin, the blackest name
From Africa my came
mother eath he saw the dirt
From broken to heal the curse
Public My felony was being black as fuck
Eenie meenie miney moe and hang him up and take his
the homies, call my mama
Take his badge and him up
Then him up and make him cry
And remember where we and died

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

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

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

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 been
Officer, my flawless
Rappin' since like '96 when ODB was runnin'
nominated, hope there's trophies 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 my rights
The sirens [?] flashing

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

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