Luyện nghe bài hát Ddfh

Cops in the ghetto move like a Gestapo
Drunk off their power and greed, they often
My little homie talked shit back and they him bad
That boy in the now he's lookin' bad
And I'm with his and dad we lookin' sad
My own mama me said "Baby I'm just glad
They ain't put they hands on my or kill his ass
Please don't rap about that shit 'fore murder your black ass!"
It's 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 they
'Cause we sour to deal with the paranoia
That charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer
'Cause if you ain't or Puff you doin' time
And even then you get ten, word to Shyne

Do fuck hope
Do fuck hope

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

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