Luyện nghe bài hát Flagrant Cops

Hey yo, the old G, yo that's my shit
Switch CD's on Nas shit
Yo in the yo the windows clogged up
Shorty givin' me head clogged up
Meadow we call it "Lovers Lane"

Every probably here probably doin' the same
the front seat back seat
Stashed in the glove where we keep the heat
try to kiss me, I'm like "I don't kiss
Don't take it personal yo ass this

But it's all good you could still my shit
She bitch just wantin' to fuck
me repeatedly to say what, what
She sucked my dick till I can't even
She sucked my shit I had no nuts

Hey, yo it's time to break before it get too
Had my wife out while I I'm on a date
But I rolled the and I counted my bread
She said, "One more time" and she grabbed my

I'm like wow she spittin' on it on it
Actin' like she never had it, like she really
I a knock on the window said, "Don't move"
Yo, I'm nearly shorty jumped right up
Heard a nigga say, "Don't move and it up"

At point I'm shook turn around and I look
Bang, bang, yeah just shot his ass
Broken window I got blood on my glass
Get the car door open gat in my
Still soapin' for who was approachin'

Blue suit damn I see through the tints
Ah fuck, it I'll say it was self defense
But the bitch started raisin' hell in
I probably body or two to see tellin'
But then yo a nigga shot a cop

blood on my clothes, pig's blood on my glock
But they just shot a black man forty one
He had no gat I got rhymes
What choo they would've did if they see mine
The chick out of control wildin' and yellin'

I told her to chill we get a felon
My hand over her mouth I her cut it out
Gat to the I took the highway hit a hundred
Scared to death I left

The heat in the but I didn't it was all red
The bitch sayin' she stop bullshittin'
I cat crib in Jamaica
My cousin he ain't gonna say nuttin'
"Son it's hectic just hold me down aight?"

I'm on Wanted Most
All of my phones is tapped now God, yo my cellular
Me and Marty more shout for now we gang bangin' yo arc the sore
I gotta from the government the other day
Yo, I it up and yo I peep what it say

It said, "You can't get ya hear? The KKK"
My is sayin' I'm hot makin' 'em hot
I'm all over the for hittin' the cop
But I'm still poppin' with John Chalkin
He said, "Before we talk we a meal"

I need to get myself up and he can make a
I said, "Fuck no I don't give a fuck
Yo the cop asked for it a nigga got dough"
The same bitch that I was I'm still wit'

Hey, yo I felt her neck and I her tits
Hey, yo the bitch wired then I heard a gat
real quick feeling real sick
I to the floor handcuffed the bitch got me

I was tangled in this all Poppy
got one and my Moms got the other copy
I got up for a bad suck
I it's over now nigga got bad luck

Yo to the mutha fuckin' uptown that shot that man
I hope one of y'all got to fuckin'
The other one go to Con
The other one go to

And the one go to Sing-Sing
And y'all all wear wigs and
And get in y'all fuckin' assholes
Fuck the NYPD