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
Shorty me head mouth clogged up
Meadow we call it "Lovers Lane"

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

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

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

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

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

Blue suit I couldn't see through the tints
Ah fuck, it I'll say it was self defense
But the bitch started yellin' hell in
I probably gotta or two to see tellin'
But then yo a nigga shot a cop

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was in this all along Poppy
Police got one and my got the other copy
I got up for a bad suck
I guess over now nigga got bad luck

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

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