Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Cops

Officer, my is up
Please 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"
Hands up, keep my on me
[?] up, homie?
Friday [?] slow 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 by sight
Blackest skin, the name
Africa my father came
From eath he saw the dirt
broken souls to heal the curse
Public enemy? My felony was being black as
Eenie meenie moe and hang him up and take his lunch
Call the homies, my mama
Take his and fuck him up
Then fuck him up and him cry
And where 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, crook-crook-crooked
cops, crooked
Crooked cops, cops

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

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

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

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