Luyện nghe bài hát Flagrant Cops

Hey yo, the same old G, yo that's my
Switch CD's threw on Nas
Yo in the whip yo the clogged up
givin' me head mouth clogged up
Flusher Meadow we it "Lovers Lane"

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

But it's all you could still suck my shit
She star-struck bitch just wantin' to
Askin' me to say what, what
She sucked my dick I can't even bust
She sucked my I had no more nuts

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

I'm like wow she on it gettin' 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 stuck shorty jumped up
Heard a say, "Don't move and give it up"

At this point I'm turn around and I look
Bang, bang, nigga just shot his ass
window plus I got blood on my glass
Get the car open gat in my hand
Still lookin' for who was approachin'

Blue suit damn I couldn't see the tints
Ah fuck, it I'll say that it was self
But the bitch started yellin' raisin' in
I gotta body or two to see tellin'
But then yo a nigga just a cop

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

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

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

I'm on Most America
All of my phones is tapped now God, yo even my
Me and Marty more shout for sure now we bangin' yo arc the sore
I letter from the government the other day
Yo, I opened it up and yo I peep it say

It said, "You get away ya hear? The KKK"
My is sayin' I'm hot makin' 'em hot
I'm all over the news for the cop
But I'm still poppin' partyin' with John
He said, "Before we we need a meal"

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

Hey, yo I felt her and I felt her tits
Hey, yo the wired then I heard a gat fired
Remembered real quick feeling real
I fell to the floor the bitch got me

I was in this all along Poppy
Police got one and my Moms got the other
I got bagged up for a bad
I guess it's over now nigga got bad

Yo to the mutha fuckin' police that shot that man
I hope one of got to fuckin' Attica
The other one go to Con
The one go to Clinton

And the other one go to
And all wear wigs and lipstick
And get fucked in fuckin' assholes
Fuck the NYPD