Luyện nghe bài hát Flagrant Cops

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

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

But all good you could still suck my shit
She star-struck bitch wantin' to fuck
Askin' me to say what, what
She sucked my dick till I can't bust
She sucked my shit I had no more

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

I'm wow she spittin' 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 shook turn around and I
Bang, bang, yeah just shot his ass
Broken window I got blood on my glass
Get the car door open gat in my
Still soapin' lookin' for who was

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

blood on my clothes, pig's blood on my glock
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 out of control wildin' screamin' and yellin'

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

The heat in the crib but I it was all red
The bitch sayin' she sick stop
I gotta cat in Jamaica
My little cousin he gonna say nuttin'
"Son it's hectic right just hold me aight?"

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

It said, "You can't get away ya The KKK"
My niggas is 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 myself up and he can a deal
I said, "Fuck no I give a fuck though
Yo the cop asked for it a nigga got dough"
The same bitch that I was with I'm still

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

I was tangled in this all along
Police got one and my 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 uptown shot that man
I hope one of got to fuckin' Attica
The one go to Con stalk
The other one go to

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