Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Officer

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

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

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

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

Just because you pack a gack, man
Doesn't necessarily mean you to point it at the black man
Especially you black cops, you let gacks pop
Because honkies got you brainwashed

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

I'm freedom ring
From the in my glock, for fuckin' off Rodney King
It nothin' 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 shouldn't have with niggas like myself for too long
It's time to grab my motherfuckin' an' get it on

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

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

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

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

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

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

with my niggas, playin' dominoes in the kitchen
A big black did the killin' an' I fit the description
Yeah an' you know, they think all black niggas look
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, to capture
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 motherfuckers blew it

So now I'm about to grab my
An' put them son of a six feet under
'Cause I'm of runnin' from the motherfuckers
Turnin' 'cause 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
They'll 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 put your ass in the coffin, sir
You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like myself for too
It's time to grab my shit an' get it on

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