Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Officer

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

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

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

Just you legally pack a gack, man
Doesn't necessarily mean you have to it at the black man
Especially you black cops, you let your pop
Because them honkies got you

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

Wake the fuck up, chumps, I'm comin' after 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 to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

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

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

Until every blue shirt turns red, you heard I said?
I all you crooked 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 niggas like myself for too long
It's time to my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

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

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 they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big

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

niggas up, tryin' to capture
Coppers wanna gaffle, tryin' to put bullets into the
Time an' time again I them I didn't do it
An' they it but they still pursued it
So them blew it

So now I'm about to my shit
An' put them son of a six feet under
'Cause I'm sick of runnin' the motherfuckers
Turnin' tables 'cause I'm able, I ain't fallin'
Time to play a game, see the watch 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' with 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 fuck with niggas like myself for too long
It's to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on

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