Luyện nghe bài hát Pork And Beef

Coup,
It's all man, we off in the Oakland Hills
Dodging em' one time, it out

If you got beef C-O-P's
a Molotov at the P-I-G's
Cause they be you and me
Ya gotta understand we not free

If you got with C-O-P's
Throw a at the P-I-G's
they be harassing you and me
Ya gotta understand we not free

Don't trust the police, no justice no
They got me face down, in the of the street
Pistol me with the heat, chicken shits sizzling
Trying to serve me the all-you-can eat murder
I'm a young, black, heterosexual
drink no drank, don't smoke, don't sale
That's the real reason that they want me up in
They want me to fail, I resist and
See I give a about the C-O-P's
P-I-G's I wonder if I can em' like a P-I-T
Cause wanna see me D-I-E
Got me cash mob, I'm a pre-O.G
Dark Sobe associates, vicious, venomous
Chrome 4-4 toting, holding it down for
Folks do be smoking and shit we do we holding
just don't notice they get demoted
Throw em' all the time

If you got beef with
Throw a at the P-I-G's
Cause they be you and me
Ya gotta understand we not free

If you got with C-O-P's
a Molotov at the P-I-G's
Cause be harassing you and me
Ya gotta understand we still not

This is for them ladies with empty plates
For raise ripped that you didn't calculate
If you ever in your life awarded to state
On the corner with
If they an undercover and you tip the bag, huh
Next I see em' with no hesitation
I'm off like stolen registration
And leave a lot of
See I'm sort of folk
That pig hunting since my mama's fucking water broke
Cause they the henchmen nah they the
Between the and puffs of weed known to trench them
they dispense with the dollars and cents
So when you stand go get candles, flowers, and
steel gates is fifty percent of our bill rates
A pre-kin making microchips for Bill
Bay, t-shirts for the workout
Police station where the slave lurk out
Listen to the thunder, I'm no more taking routes
We'll synchronize and give em' to wonder bout
The DEA is filthy, yell not
We need of the cash and the realty
And get rid of all the motherfucking
More weed burn at 420 Fahrenheit
Shaking in they boots we start to bust
They ain't scared of rap music, they of us

If you got beef with
Throw a Molotov at the
Cause be harassing you and me
Ya understand we still not free

If you got beef C-O-P's
Throw a Molotov at the
Cause be harassing you and me
Ya gotta understand we still not