Luyện nghe bài hát Pork And Beef

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

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

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

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

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

This is for them ladies with empty plates
For that raise ripped that you didn't
If you ever in your life been awarded to
On the corner with
If send an undercover and you tip the bag, huh
time I see em' with no hesitation
I'm off like stolen registration
And a lot of smoke
See I'm sort of folk
been pig hunting since my mama's fucking water broke
Cause they the nah they the lenchmen
Between the rich and puffs of known to trench them
Cause dispense with the dollars and cents
So when you stand go get candles, flowers, and
Behind steel gates is fifty percent of our rates
A pre-kin making microchips for Bill
Pelican Bay, for the workout
Police station where the catchers lurk out
Listen to the thunder, I'm no taking under routes
We'll synchronize and give em' shit to bout
The DEA is filthy, not guilty
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 when we start to
ain't scared of rap music, they scared of us

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

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