Luyện nghe bài hát Flagrant Cops

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pig's blood on my clothes, pig's on my glock
But they just shot a black man 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 hand over her I told her cut it out
Gat to the stomach I took the highway hit a
Scared to death I left

The heat in the but I didn't it was all red
The bitch sayin' she stop bullshittin'
I gotta cat crib in
My little cousin he ain't 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 more shout 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 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 a fuck though
Yo the cop asked for it plus a got dough"
The same bitch that I was with I'm wit'

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

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

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

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