Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Officer

I'm of you hoes 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 comin' a good line, runnin' after one time

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

the way you made us
Send a nigga to the penitentiary is how you us
That's the way you us
Send a to the penitentiary 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 nigga's name an' passed us as a number

Just you legally pack a gack, man
Doesn't mean you have to point it at the black man
Especially you black cops, you let your 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 lettin' 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
Crooked

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

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

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

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

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

Mr. Officer, officer
I wanna put ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck with niggas myself for too long
time to grab my motherfuckin' 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 they ass, I was at drinkin' forties

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

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

niggas 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 knew it but they still it
So them blew 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' tables 'cause I'm able, I ain't victim
Time to a game, see the police watch me stick

'Cause I 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, fuckin' around the B I G
be in a G R A V E

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

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