Luyện nghe bài hát Pork And Beef

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

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

Don't trust the police, no justice no
got me face down, in the middle of the street
Pistol whip me with the heat, chicken sizzling
Trying to serve me the all-you-can eat beef
I'm a young, black, male
Don't drink no drank, don't smoke, don't
That's the reason that they want me up in jail
want me to fail, I resist and rebel
See I give a fuck about the
P-I-G's I if I can shake em' like a P-I-T
Cause they see me D-I-E
Got me under mob, I'm a pre-O.G
Sobe associates, vicious, venomous vocalist
Chrome 4-4 toting, it down for Oakland
Folks do be smoking and shit we do what we
Some don't notice they get demoted
em' all the time music

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

This is for ladies with them empty plates
For that raise ripped that you didn't
If you ever in life been awarded to state
On the corner cake
If they send an and you tip the bag, huh
Next time I see em' no hesitation
I'm peeling off like stolen
And leave a lot of
See I'm that of folk
That been pig hunting since my mama's water broke
Cause the henchmen nah they the lenchmen
the rich and puffs of weed known to trench them
Cause dispense with the dollars and cents
So you stand go get candles, flowers, and incense
Behind steel gates is percent of our bill rates
A pre-kin microchips for Bill Gates
Pelican Bay, t-shirts for the
Police station where the catchers lurk out
Listen to the thunder, I'm no more taking under
synchronize and give em' shit to wonder bout
The DEA is filthy, not guilty
We need of the cash and the realty
And get rid of all the parasites
More than burn at 420 Fahrenheit
Shaking in they boots we start to bust
They ain't of rap music, they scared of us

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

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