Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Warz

* Pam the Funkstress the phrase
"We wanna get it on - we don't get along" *

Now the FBI monitors with no
Saw me on the street, ask me where the at
or the coke I don't sell and yet I believe that
Set me up I'm runnin like a Sleestak
Ran a car and almost bent my knee back
It's better than a cell while my lawyer's fee
Ducked into a liquor they ask what you do
FUBU it was my man N'Duku
The bat and go through, I said, "Merci beaucoup
If ask who was I runnin tell the bastards I flew"
Maybe to my block, plans to catch a few
Police did a sweep, grue shit
doors, beatin mammas while makin Cool Whip
Face down, dirt on my back to school fit
My neighbor that was next to me got black and lips
the fuse lit, you don't see the few flip
Kick our boot up they ass and ask em if the fit
Til then, they wanna see us up tu-lips
Frisk my nuts so much, shit I I'm sterile
Got up, brushed the gravel off my
This girl Cheryl got parole
Said she was cause of pupil dilation
If you never got arrested now since
You get searched in this vicinity
or harassed, beat the out - I mean, the livin daylights
Wouldn't be no slangin if McDonald's paid right
target areas of black, Chinese and Mexican
Mow you down men, or they'll your next of kin
Whites sell more cocaine and
but the sentence us, more than like to credit dem
The ruling shifts dope to you and me
And don't get arrested, is lunacy
or is it pimp low in unity
Is it a war on drugs, or just my

Now who gets paper and who gets
Who gets slapped and who gets
Now this type of get on my last nerve
I think about it in the car and I to swerve
Who gets paper and who perved?
Who gets and who gets served?
Now this type of shit get on my nerve
I think about it in the car and I start to

I got a plot to get the federales hot
So many around the block ?? Tupac
You gotta flake and two rocks, and in the shoebox
Convincin after two knocks, who of fences in your socks?
Now this is for la gente, keep it
Let's send the presidente on a one way trip to casa
Not a but a sensei
These rhymes are for battle plus you gotta get the paid
I bust the up in front of Wenchel's
Makin police officials with fat bones
that's made of gristle test torque to differential
Now it's essential, our problems provincial
'fore a nurse our bodies white chalk stencils
Broke as fuck, eatin lentils with no
That type of motivated my pencil
It mental it's material
Police are the fist of the imperial, I'm through your stereo
Babies cereal, folks need currency
My job got a crowd applications fervently
Some'll get accepted, get rejected
Guess they gon' til the new prison get
and solve they unemployment streak
They'll be microchips for two dollars a week
That's why they us in there in droves and fleets
And Channel Two gon' call it cleanin up the

Now who gets and who gets perved?
Who gets slapped and who served?
Now type of shit get on my last nerve
I think it in the car and I start to swerve
Who paper and who gets perved?
Who gets and who gets served?
Now this type of get on my last nerve
I think about it in the car and I to swerve