Luyện nghe bài hát Ddfh

Cops in the ghetto they move like a
Drunk off their power and greed, they hostile
My little homie talked shit back and beat him bad
That boy in the hospital now lookin' bad
And I'm with his momma and dad we sad
My own mama me said "Baby I'm just glad
They ain't put hands on my child or kill his ass
Please rap about that shit 'fore they murder your black ass!"
drones over Brooklyn, you blink you could get tooken
And now you're the definition of "Crooklyn"
on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin',
'Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like shooken'
we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia
That they charge by the hour, hire the Jewish lawyer
if you ain't Jigga or Puff you doin' time
And then you might get ten, word to Shyne

Do dope hope
Do dope fuck

You don't wanna look into my big balls, fuck the future
We'll through flames with a brain on stupid
Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts
Fluff your flat permanent, lump you up
Then while you're humming the tune of bruised movements
That a few too many tabs to prove lucid
(Everything compute?) Nah the is too tangled
And even a satellite sees at one
Burners radiate smoke 'till all's
Hope? Nah, ha ha, down with the jokin' shit
So inappropriate, right behind ears is a what?
Look, ta-dah! The sound of your
I can it too, from the ground rising up in us
above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us
Make a sane man around with a blunderbuss
Peel round, make a sound that is thunderous

Do dope hope
Do fuck hope
Do fuck hope
Do dope fuck