Luyện nghe bài hát Jiggy Comin

Phone twice*

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

Verse

Whattup gangstas, how tha fuck y'all
We keepin it real, and hold on to your steel
Let them peel, one by one
And while the nig run
He shoulda been his gun, now he gone
'cause he got like an old bitch
In the wet shaft, now watch his man snitch
To tha police, but them no me son
I ain't to get back it'd be my third felony
he want to see us, criminals fry
In the electric chair, but my will never die
A true project nigga, I hesitate
To the blaow, peace to all busy niggaz
One love stay safe
And fuck you, officer brown, to that nigga case

repeat 4x

Whoo
Jiggy comin, tha police y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin

two:

All y'all can suck my diiiiiiick
And mayor gulliani, that cracker boy full of
I represent, for all my niggaz time
And those who got beat up and by the swine
Beo-tches, porks, beotch
Them think bad, 'cause they carry, glocks and badges
And when I'm pimpin in my acura
They pull me over, like I stole it from some
But all my is legit
Registered in my name, so y'all pigs can shit
Police be cockin me like I'm dime piece
A g from the so I can never turn beast

Verse

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