Luyện nghe bài hát Pig Latin

Why do people what they don't know?
and my rocked to the left, all these dirty looks be gettin me stressed.
Constantly lookin' at me funny cause my swung low
It's time to that.
Testify and get your head wrapped Arabian cats,
terrorist act's will have you pigs at last.
Wayne County Jail full of gas
got three of your senses massed,
you're left with only the of Touch like Tony.
out for delph, only tryin to help them self.
The majority of these in blue are phony,
crooked like Saint Ides, instead of to save lives
They me over talkin about a seatbelt, we all know thats bullshit,
the fact is I suspicious, THATS IT!!
of kid to expose corruption,
like circles and alien abductions.
Park toy cop reproductions,
for power equals negative reprocussions.
Get rushed as if I was with no discussion,
try and cuff me and catch a concussion.
I've all the stress I can,
peace America I'm off to foreign lands
where cops don't narcotics in innocent hands.
Framin cats just to a quota,
searchin' everyone with pants and Moterola's.
Thats why I'm wild with a
to catch 'em when they pull me over,
flip 'em the bird then I'm in my Toyota.
Won't stop til this shit cease.
Until someone's to police the police.
I'm sick of all this harassment

Sick of havin visions of black caskets (just because we our pants low)
(Sick of hopelessly my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of being followed shit is drastic)
And our hats backwards (These cops is cancer)
A tumor on our ass (We answers)
For bad manners (And the use of scanners)
So we jottin down their (In our pocket planners)
for the day we up (With Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!
They got this little game that they play, tellin you you that you done somethin wrong.

Then they flash the badge in your face, and you don't know whats goin' on.
don't even give you a reasons, orno clue as to what it is you've done.
(And the chief you reached for heat)
Cops be poppin' confiscated glocks with a sack of rocks under it,
You go for your registration, and then put your ass to sleep
the funny is, this murders funded by the government.
Yo they'll you and put the crack in your pocket to make it legal,
Illegally plant the confiscated gat right by you in Regal
and say you shot first, delete you from files its lethal.
Most of cops is see through,
that's why we do we do.
That's why we tell the about what police do,
son they'll issue you a ticket right they beat you.
I'm the truth scares you, hit me mr.officer I dare you,
the rearview, you'll see the camcorder, extended lens too.
You call for back-up, chew the rest of that crack up,
Yeah you shook now, and if you on me I'm about to fight back.
cause we got you on tape with that girl you and handcuffed.
The man ain't but the klan, but not in white they rockin blue and black.
It's a proven fact cops is just white criminals,
they ride in Crown V's injectin with chemicals.
I'm tellin you, it all sense they killed the president,
sniped him out one shot then lurked out with all the evidence.
I'm relevance, ignorant heads won't try to hear me
If you want kids off the give us somethin to do,
the truth will make the masses bug out, like Tim Leary.
instead of constant harassment and (COME ON).
when did dreadlocks become probable cause,
totin' a backpack become breakin the law.
Son I'm fed up, so get up, stand up Bob told you
and some Tai Bo in case they try to choke hold you.
I'm sick of all this harassment

(Sick of hopelessly my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of being called a black bastard)
Sick of havin visions of caskets (Just because we rock our pants low)
and our backwards (These cops is like cancer)
a tumor on our ass, (we answers)
So we jottin' down their (in our pocket planners)
For the day we up (with Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!
for bad (and the use of police scanners)
(Sick of havin visions of black caskets) Just because we our pants low
(I'm sick of all this harassment)
Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of being followed shit is
(And our hats backwards) These cops is like
(A on our ass) We want answers
(for the day we meet up) With Jim THE HAMMER!(For bad manners) And the use of police scanners
(So we jottin down their numbers) In our planners