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 whip yo the windows up
Shorty givin' me mouth clogged up
Flusher we call it "Lovers Lane"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I told her to before we get a felon
My hand over her I told her cut it out
Gat to the stomach I took the hit a hundred
Scared to wishin' I left

The in the crib but I didn't it was all red
The bitch she sick stop bullshittin'
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 sure now we bangin' yo arc the sore
I gotta letter from the government the day
Yo, I opened it up and yo I peep 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 poppin' partyin' with John Chalkin
He said, "Before we talk we a meal"

I need to get myself up and he can 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 I was with I'm still wit'

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

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

Yo to the fuckin' police uptown that shot that man
I hope one of y'all got to Attica
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 fucked in y'all fuckin'
Fuck the fuckin'