Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Officer

I'm of you hoes tryin' to run mine
I'm with a good line, runnin' after one time
I'm sick of you tryin' to run mine
I'm comin' with a good line, after one time

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run
I'm with a good line, runnin' after one time
I got a against you blue suits
Black suits, white suits an' the state

That's the way you us
Send a to the penitentiary is how you play us
That's the way you us
Send a to the penitentiary is how you

That's the way you us
a nigga to the penitentiary is how you play us
Lock us up for the
Took the nigga's name away an' us as a number

because you legally pack a gack, man
Doesn't necessarily mean you have to point it at the man
Especially you cops, you let your gacks pop
them honkies got you brainwashed

Now we to new dealings
Fuck all the dumb shit, the line of work is cap
I'm shit short, ain't no fillin' out reports
'Cause you ain't it to court

I'm freedom ring
the hole in my glock, for fuckin' off Rodney King
It ain't that you can ask us
An' since justice is blind, buy the bitch some glasses

Wake the up, chumps, I'm comin' after your ass
Crooked

Mr. Officer, crooked
I wanna put ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like myself for too
It's to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

Oh, Mr. Officer, officer, what's happenin'?
You another black man's ass an' now you high tappin'
Friend, do I have to to River Oaks
An' bleach my skin so I can look like these white folks?

to get some assistance
Because the brutality in my neighborhood is persistent
'Cause you wanna me, yeah?
An' if I talk back you wanna my black ass G

Just Rodney King
But if you try that shit with me, it's gonna be a different
Try to pull me over on a road
But I'll be damned if I don't my nine an' unload

Until every blue shirt turns red, you heard I said?
I want all you crooked motherfuckers
So you better start out your coffin, sir
'Cause I'm comin' after ass

Mr. Officer, officer
I wanna put ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck niggas like myself for too long
time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

Momma me up the other day, I got a warrant
Punk ass laws wanna know where the gun
Say I shot a nigga the day at a party
Lyin' out they ass, I was at home drinkin'

Coolin' with my niggas, playin' in the kitchen
A big black nigga did the killin' an' I fit the
Yeah an' you know, they think all black niggas alike
So now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big

Now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big
Now got the flashlight, lookin' for Big

Jackin' up, tryin' to capture
Coppers gaffle, tryin' to put bullets into the back
an' time again I told them I didn't do it
An' they it but they still pursued it
So them motherfuckers it

So now I'm to grab my shit
An' put them son of a bitches six feet
I'm sick of runnin' from the motherfuckers
Turnin' tables I'm able, I ain't fallin' victim
Time to play a game, see the police me stick

I ain't runnin' from the P O L I C E, nay
Any T I M E of day
have to G U T a me off the S E T
An' my H double O D, around with the B I G
be in a G R A V E

Mr. Officer, officer
I put your ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like myself for too
time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

Mr. Officer, crooked
I put your ass in the coffin, sir