Luyện nghe bài hát Officer Down (Rick Ross Diss)

Too easy, man can't a motherfucker you see me
You'd need a AK and a genie, a whole of wheaties
My heart so freezy, 3d birdie to the you claim
Victories my valentine, I'm in a lane
as cocaine
Long as I'm sane I be took for games
I can guarantee it's over you won't look the same
in shame, callin' my name's like callin' Candy Man
Suicide on a platter, splatter brain, he banned
Understand, ain't a obstacle it's comical

The shades you wear been you
Everyone knows I'ma do
Everyone I'm lava, fool
Bet he more phenomenal
Deadly, for drama
want it can climb in too
Broken I promise you, desert eagles and llamas threw
W-why would you f-fuck wit me, s-stupid
C-come around, get f-f-found up and bruised
You need support, a couple
Beef out here ain't nothin' new, I'll make you sleep
of P.O. punchin' you, flatline
Doctor you, the blind could see the punk in you
Girl in you, bitch in you, I will thru all of you
Football wit you, soccer we see him, DDT him
Leave him bleedin', we'll be
thru coppin' and pleading
He be talkin' the weight he push
Use to punch the clock in jail, drove his car 'round
Now he got want for sale
See it, I bought it; official if I flaunt it
If ya diamonds really real then put the diamond on it
He want it
I'll run up on his shadow hit him
He real as a 4 dollar bill, Carol City Copper
Chop 'em down, one by one, two by two what I do
If you knew what I knew you'll be cool, you'll be thru
He makin' Well we makin' money too, whoopee doo
We'll be here long after he disappear, is proof
151 in the booth, so slippery...son is the
get me, I'm in the coupe
4-fizzy, I'm in the loop wit Biggie, piece of fruit
They don't want no problems they boots SHAKE
Tremble, terrified, now it's too
There's no stoppin' till I see empires crumble me
Entire families divided, ya hoe is my hobby
Ya sorry, the weakest shit to try me
I be the guap be, and ya fat, musty and sloppy
Freeway "Ricky Ross" copy, and the real one's home
to him, fuck-you
Click, Pop pop pop, I'm
I'm too strong, you warned
Quiet when I perform
When I get on, I'm like big pac, reborn
Word to mama, is bond
Long kiss goodnight, the pistol tight, my clip too
You superthug, I'm
Sleep wit me, ya bitch might
promotion, different fight
Still ballin', bottles, my wrist is white
the cars that bitches like, this is like
Practice, pay ya
you spit my name out backwards
A-a-ask around, I'm in brackets wit legendary
R-r-ratchets as we taxi, ask me if I give a ALL
when I bomb, I hit em' up
G-g-get buck, cut, stuck,
Wont make much a difference, this is play
L-l-lyrical battery way
Pretty in my mercedes, product of the '80s
40's, 50's blick'ies wit me hit me they call me
High and hazy, shady, grimey, slimey in way
30 cities, 30 shooters, we're the NBA
Blaze when you want me stop, plot
Big macs for every one you can eat, Pound for every you got
Call me loyal, honored, in bullet catchin' garment
Getcha pirhanna'd, mangled, and left retarded
I'm on planet, fuck made him pick me to spar wit?
We 2 different niggas, that you a special target
In this market they let walk 'round
50 bodied you, I just laid the down