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 POUND of
My so freezy, 3d birdie to the click you claim
Victories my valentine, I'm in a different
as cocaine
Long as I'm sane I be took for games
I can when it's over you won't look the same
Drownin' in shame, callin' my like callin' Candy Man
Suicide on a platter, splatter your brain, he
Understand, ain't a obstacle it's comical

The shades you wear blindin' you
Everyone knows I'ma do
Everyone I'm lava, fool
Bet he come phenomenal
Deadly, ready for
Whoever want it can in too
Broken ego's I promise you, desert eagles and threw
W-why would you wit me, s-stupid move
C-come around, get f-f-found beat up and
You support, a couple crews
Beef out ain't nothin' new, I'll make you sleep uncomfortable
of P.O. punchin' you, flatline
Doctor you, the blind could see the punk in you
Girl in you, bitch in you, I kick thru all of you
wit you, soccer when we see him, DDT him
Leave him bleedin', we'll be
Even thru and pleading
He be talkin' bout the weight he
Use to punch the clock in jail, drove his car 'round
Now he got whatchu want for
See it, I it; it's official if I flaunt it
If ya diamonds real then put the diamond tester on it
He want it
run up on his shadow hit him proper
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 then be cool, you'll be thru
He makin' money? Well we money too, whoopee doo
We'll be here long after he disappear, this is
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 watch they boots SHAKE
Tremble, terrified, now too LATE
There's no stoppin' till I see empires beside me
families divided, dickin' ya hoe is my hobby
Ya sorry, probably the weakest to try me
I be everywhere the guap be, and ya fat, musty and
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 been
storm when I perform
When I get on, I'm like big pac, reborn
to mama, word is bond
Long kiss goodnight, the pistol tight, my clip too
You superthug, I'm
Sleep wit me, ya bitch just
promotion, different fight
Still ballin', bottles, my wrist is white
Drive the cars bitches like, this is like
Practice, pay ya
you spit my name out backwards
A-a-ask around, I'm in brackets wit rappers
as we taxi, ask me if I give a f-f-fuckem' ALL
Makaveli I bomb, I hit em' up
G-g-get buck, cut, stuck,
Wont make much a difference, this is play
L-l-lyrical ya'll way
Pretty in my mercedes, product of the '80s
40's, 50's blick'ies wit me hit me they call me
and hazy, shady, grimey, slimey in every way
30 cities, 30 shooters, like the NBA
Blaze when you me stop, tough plot
Big macs for every one you can eat, Pound for pound you got
Call me loyal, honored, in bullet catchin' garment
Getcha pirhanna'd, mangled, and left retarded
I'm on another planet, fuck made him me to spar wit?
We 2 different niggas, that makes you a target
In this market they let impersonators walk
50 bodied you, I just the chalk down