Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Tha Police

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Fuck the police. Fuck the police. 'em . . .

Surprise.
You're right.

Yo, fuck the police, comin' from the underground.
A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color.
police think they have the to kill a minority,
but mad,
'cause I ain't the one for a muthafucka with a badge and a gun to
be on and thrown in jail.
But we can go toe to toe in the of the cell.
Fuckin' a nigga, 'cause a nigga turned major,
and got a little bit of money and they us,
search a car,
for a product,
thinkin' every thug sellin' narcotics.
They'd see me in the pen,
me blowin' indo rollin' in my Benz-o.
I the police to the grave,
and I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape
to off the scene of the slaughter,
still swoll off bread and water.
I know if they fags or what--
search a nigga down and on his nuts.
And on the hand,
a gun they can't get none,
but let it be a black and a white one,
'cause they'll slam ya to the street top.
Black police out for the white cop,
but Krayzie will swarm
on any in a blue uniform.
Just I'm from the C-L-E,
the muthafuckas are afraid of me, huh.
A young on the warpath,
and I'm finished,
it's gonna be a
of cops dying my way.
Yo, bitch, I got somethin' to
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Fuck the police. the police. Fuck 'em . . .

Surprise.
You're right.
Krayzie and
the police and Bone said it with authority,
'cause the on the street is a majority, a gang,
and it's I'm steppin'
that a muthafuckin' is kept in
the stash for the so-called law,
wishin' Bone was niggas that they never saw.
Lights start flashin' me,
but scared of a nigga,
so mase me to blind me,
but that shit don't work. I laugh,
and plus, it gives 'em a hint not to in my path.
The police, I'm sayin', "Fuck you, punk."
Readin' my and shit.
all junk.
Pullin' out a club,
so you with a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand,
but off the gun,
so we can see up,
and go at it, punk,
and I'm a you up.
ya think I'm a kick your ass,
and the gat,
and Bone's blast.
I'm as fuck when it comes to crime,
and I'm a smoke 'em now and not time.
Smoke any muthafucka that me
and any that threatens me.
I'm a sniper with a of a scope,
out a cop or two.
They fuck with me.
The muthafuckin' that's mad
with to get bad as fuck.
Now I'm a it around--
dig in the clip, yo,
and this is the [Two Gunshots.]
Yeah, somethin' that,
but it all depends on the of the strap.
Takin' out a police will my day,
and the like Bone, don't give a fuck to say . . .
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Fuck the police. Fuck the police. 'em . . .

Surprise.
You're right.

I'm tired of muthafuckin' jackins.
my thug, while we be thuggin' in the shack and
shinin' the lights in my face and for
Maybe it's because I'm kickin' so butt.
I ass, nigga.
Maybe, I blast
on a stupid-ass nigga when I'm playin' the trigger
of an uzi or an AK,
'cause the police always got stupid to say.
pull out my picture with silence,
'cause my along with my groups causes violence.
It's with the criminal behavior.
Yeah, I'm thugsta, nigga,
but I got flavor.
a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A nigga in a uniform to get shot
by me or one of my niggas,
and a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger.

Size mean shit. I'm from the old school, fool.

And as you all know, Bone came to rule.
I'm rollin',
keep on in your mirror,
and on cue, yo,
so I can hear a dumb with a gun.
And when I'm off the Eight,
be the one that I take out,
and I get away,
and I'm drivin' off laughin',
this is what I say, that . . .
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Fuck the police. Fuck the police. 'em . . .

Surprise.
You're right.