Luyện nghe bài hát Jiggy Comin

Phone twice*

(arabic voice) you have a collect call call
In a new state correctional facility
Press five to accept, or hang up to decline

Verse

Whattup gangstas, how tha fuck y'all
We keepin it real, and on tight to your steel
Let them peel, one by one
And laugh the nig run
He shoulda been his gun, now he gone
he got slippin like an old bitch
In the wet shaft, now watch his man snitch
To tha police, but them no me son
I trying to get back it'd be my third felony
Pataki he to see us, criminals fry
In the electric chair, but my spirit will die
A true project nigga, I won't
To pull the blaow, peace to all busy
One y'all stay safe
And fuck you, officer brown, peace to that case

Chorus: 4x

whoo
Jiggy comin, fuck tha police y'all, 'cause I ain't

Verse

All y'all police can suck my
And mayor gulliani, that cracker boy of shit
I represent, for all my doing time
And those who got beat up and killed by the
Beo-tches, them porks,
Them think them bad, 'cause carry, glocks and badges
And when I'm in my green acura
They me over, like I stole it from some nigga
But all my paperwork is
Registered insured in my name, so y'all pigs can
Police be me like I'm some dime piece
A g from the street so I can never turn

Verse

There's crooked cops, why they get shot by tha minute
If you were and you ready to represent, kid
Blaow, how I like it, word is bond
My ain't blonde my eyes ain't blue so now I'm dead boo
It's on this is war, all my brothers in the hood
I fam that's constant understand I wish they would
But it's all good, to my niggaz locked in jail
Bushy kam, killa kane, foo, and ale
Down low and junior be on storm
Keep your headz up, and keep it real 'cause you I'm gonna
And for my doin six months
I see yo ass summer, word up