Luyện nghe bài hát Ddfh

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

Do dope fuck
Do dope hope

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

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