Luyện nghe bài hát Po Po

Alright there ah buddy license and
Uh, officer is there a problem man whats on?
I had a report of a UFO
What's
An unidentified Ferrari object
by me on the highway
You how fast you were going?
Nah not at all man
You must been going pretty damn fast
Because my radar is over there smoking
Keep your where I can fucking see 'em too
I about you in the paper
I know you got the toaster
In the bar or red box
Or whatever they call that shit,
Yeah I some backup over here I've got two rap singers

I wonder briefly, it be there's no roof above me
Or the 22's me
That's them sirens flashin' on my ass
Should I get to pumpin' the or mashin' on the gas?
I'm harassed, and I feel like I'm getting punked
But I see Ashton in the grass, nor is there a camera
Stashed into the dash, it's a guy in a
And a passion that he has, for with his badge

And shinin' light in my face, plus he keeps his right right
By his waist, the move will get a gun right in my face
And they for my life I'm fightin' the case
And I ain't trying to be the story they in the press
the young man resisted arrest
Then he started for somethin'
That looks like a pistol I guess, so I on a nigga
I mean I pulled on the trigger

I go the corner what do I see?
Po Po's me
for my ID who's car I'm driving
Po botherin' me
Got me in a lineup, got my hands in
They wanna set me free
Tryin' to bring me down, when they come
Po fuckin' with me

Aw, shit the jakes are fucking with me
They hate to see me
They'd rather see me in the pen
Every they walk or pull up beside me
Flash in my face
for my registration and ID
I don't know the for the harassment
And the questions they askin', or the ice grills get

When I'm or may be its my fault
I be out all times at night
Doin' shit I I shouldn't
Plus I don't be ridin'
Smokin' lye no stash box for me to put the
Two warrants, no and
I ain't got yet
I keep a close

Because foes wanna me up
But keep my movement
Because wanna frisk me up
Since '94 I've been told on by fifty
And in ten years not once did get a conviction
These shouldn't provoke a rider
I'm so tired they got one time
To fuck with me before I open

for the money and twos for the show
Three must be for the Po Po's
I've ghetto kings fall to the floor
they can't see ask
Still some of y'all creepin' with the Po
wit the Po Po's
Some of walking wit the Po Po's
I fuckin with the Po Po's

Bitch they gone' have to put my on the cement
Before I'm in the back with my knee
On my way back to the precinct, I'm back in the G
Black wit the pre tint, Vanilla aroma to the back
With the scent, the way I ride I know I'm in for a case
But the do two hundred so they in for a chase
When it comes to lawyers I got the man Puff
Thats why you seen my wrists with handcuff bruises

I got them hollow tips to stick up in the
Detectors in the dash to pick up on the
box in it when I purchased the vehicle
So I don't have a problem with you the vehicle
They probably want to scoop an
I try to throw shots but its cool, I got a Coupe a vest
And 'em troopers just feel stupid I guess
The slugs will bounce off like hittin' Superman's chest, nigga

I go around the corner do I see?
Po followin me
Askin' for my ID car I'm drivin'
Po botherin' me
Got me in a lineup, got my hands in
They don't set me free
to bring me down, when they come around
Po fuckin' with me

{Shit man a nigga ain't do shit aw
here comes this dude right now
Alright buddy unfortunately you back straight
You and your buddy, Scain get the fuck outta here
I don't wanna see you guys around here again
Look take it from Larry Lock the rapper man get the outta here
I don't see you around here again and by the way
I an autograph for my kids they love you eh?}