Luyện nghe bài hát Flagrant Cops

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

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

But all good you could still suck 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 more

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

I'm like wow she on it gettin' on it
Actin' like she had it, like she really wanted
I heard a on the window said, "Don't move"
Yo, I'm nearly stuck jumped right up
a nigga say, "Don't move and give it up"

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

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

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

I told her to before we get a felon
My over her mouth I told her cut it out
Gat to the stomach I took the highway hit a
Scared to death wishin' I

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

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

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

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

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

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

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