Luyện nghe bài hát Flagrant Cops

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

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

But it's all good you could suck my shit
She star-struck just wantin' to fuck
Askin' me to say what, what
She sucked my dick till I even bust
She sucked my I had no more nuts

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

I'm like wow she on it gettin' on it
like she never had it, like she really wanted
I heard a knock on the said, "Don't move"
Yo, I'm nearly shorty jumped right up
a nigga say, "Don't move and give it up"

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

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

Pig's blood on my clothes, blood on my glock
But they just a black man forty one times
He had no gat I got rhymes
What choo think they would've did if see mine
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 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 sick stop
I gotta cat in Jamaica
My cousin he ain't gonna say nuttin'
"Son it's hectic right just me down aight?"

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

It said, "You get away ya hear? The KKK"
My niggas is sayin' I'm hot 'em hot
I'm all over the news for the cop
But I'm still poppin' partyin' 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 a fuck though
Yo the cop for it plus a nigga got dough"
The same bitch that I was with I'm still

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

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

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

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