Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Officer

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

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

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

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

Just because you pack a gack, man
Doesn't mean you have to point it at the black 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 of work is cap peelings
I'm cuttin' shit short, ain't no out reports
you ain't makin' it to court

I'm freedom ring
the hole in my glock, for fuckin' off Rodney King
It nothin' that you can ask us
An' since is blind, I'ma buy the bitch some glasses

Wake the fuck up, chumps, I'm comin' after ass
officer

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now they got the flashlight, for Big Mike
Now they got the flashlight, 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 pursued it
So them motherfuckers it

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

I ain't runnin' 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 put your ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck niggas like myself for too long
It's time to grab my shit an' get it on

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