Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Officer

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

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

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

the way you made us
Send a to the penitentiary is how you play us
us up for the summer
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
you black cops, you let your gacks pop
Because honkies got you brainwashed

Now we come to new
all the dumb shit, the line of work is cap peelings
I'm cuttin' shit short, no fillin' out reports
'Cause you makin' it to court

I'm freedom ring
From the 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 fuck up, chumps, I'm comin' your ass
officer

Mr. Officer, crooked
I put your ass in the coffin, sir
You have fuck with niggas like myself for too long
It's to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

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

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

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

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

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

Momma called me up the other day, I got a
Punk ass laws know where the gun went
Say I shot a the other day at a party
Lyin' out they ass, I was at home forties

Coolin' with my niggas, playin' dominoes in the
A big black nigga did the an' I fit the description
Yeah an' you know, they all black niggas look alike
So now they got the flashlight, for Big Mike

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

Jackin' niggas up, tryin' to
Coppers wanna gaffle, tryin' to put bullets the back
Time an' time again I told them I do it
An' they knew it but they still it
So them motherfuckers it

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

'Cause I ain't from the P O L I C E, nay
Any T I M E of day
They'll 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, crooked
I wanna put ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like for too long
It's time to my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

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