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 piggy, hold your
Run nigga, run nigga, run
What, you want open graves?
I'll make you this fucking fade
My be "fuck the law"
But mama said, "just away"
Hands up, keep my on me
[?] up, homie?
Friday [?] slow day
Pull me over, I it
Bar my and kiss this ass
And bacon did smell off
and white, you [?] my rights
These crooked cops they hate by
Blackest skin, the blackest
From Africa my father
From mother eath he saw the
From broken souls to heal the
Public enemy? My felony was being as fuck
meenie miney moe and hang him up and take his lunch
Call the homies, my mama
Take his badge and him up
Then him up and make him cry
And where we lived and died

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, cops

I'm you now
Police in their feelings, they and they killin'
shootin' us down
My up, they shootin', they shootin', they shootin'
They us down
Please tell me where
Public number 1, I was the black man
They be usin' their
As a to [?] shoot at us and back up
me why? I, I think I know why
Why they wanna shoot me
I think I know 'cause 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 text
Pants be saggin', I've taggin'
Officer, my record
Rappin' since like '96 ODB was runnin' shit
nominated, hope there's trophies in my cabinet
Hide your and hide your wife
The reaper through the night
in, Mr. Officer, my fingerprints gon' testify
Tats up on my and face
GTA to [?]
Fuck is up? I my rights
The sirens [?] light

Crooked cops, crooked
cops
I don't hear this shit no more
(I don't hear it no motherfuckin' more
You talkin' about motherfuckin' all matter)
I don't hear this shit no more
(I wanna hear 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 this shit no more
(The fuck is wrong you?)

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