Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck The Police

I'ma this mothafucka here to the mothafuckin' crackers
Rot in hell mothafucka, plotting on my

1: Lil Boosie]
They killed when I was 12, turned me against 'em
Sent me to my funeral now I'm a victim (of the law)
My called 'em pigs, I'll never forget
He went to jail on Highland road, for piss
my Auntie Trina door, lookin' for my cousin
Looked at me the street and said boy you ugly
Made 11 dat was my run in with dem busters
When roughed me up cause I told em mothafucka
Got old it got worser, my got deadly
Runnin' and duckin' from dat dirty bitch Don
All from school you can me with my tool
in my Magnum from the red white and blue
Dey ask me for money, try to me and all
Dey let the dogs eat me up, up out my fuckin'
Don't give a nigga freedom or jail
I all you bitches to rot in hell

Cities, 'em
Narcotics, 'em
FEDS, 'em
DAs, 'em
We don't you bitches on our street say with me
THE POLICE (fuck 'em) FUCK THE POLICE (fuck 'em)
Without dat badge you a bitch and a half
FUCK THE (fuck 'em) FUCK THE POLICE (fuck 'em)
Without dat badge you a bitch and a nigga
FUCK THE POLICE(fuck 'em) THE POLICE (fuck 'em)

[Verse 2:
Come search this cause I don't wait cause I'm too straight
And y'all lil a lil too late
Cuffed me up in of my kids; I looked em all in they faces
Walked me out I'm a killa scared the fuck out my neighbors
Sat me down put a pen and paper on the and told me
Give us some names and you can leave this
I can't this shit, what in the hell
If that's the only way out den show me my cell
tell niggas stop, I'll sit here 'til I rot
For all dat, I coulda a bitch ass cop
Yea boo I got got, they hit me for a few
But you dirty bitches I'm ballin' I miss it at all
Soon as I got back to the house I went and a pound
And counted out 700 so much shit get found
And I know tha police listening I'm you now
You can never a trill nigga down, nigga fuck ya

[Verse 3: Lil
Dis a neva stop, let's keep it real Yokk
We to be like Khaled niggas, and kill cops
Plus stupid you stupid, I you rot in hell
You lost B, you jost Trell and T and L
Wonder why I at yo ass undereye
I get a I'm a hit you bitches from tha sky
You gone be dead like Ivy, a tear drop
FEDS cities I all of you bitches killed now
Yea we used to run dat dope, ya know
Served dem birds 17th to Platcha Court
my Beamer I'll never forget
Not money in tha bank and dey can take yo shit
Dey went in house tha otha day (dirty mothafuckas)
Took a $100, 000 away, ain't it in
Dey sin, dey don't protect
yours Mr. Bad Azz, suck my dick and die quick bitch