Luyện nghe bài hát Pork And Beef

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

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

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

Don't the police, no justice no peace
got me face down, in the middle of the street
Pistol whip me with the heat, chicken sizzling
Trying to me the all-you-can eat murder beef
I'm a young, black, male
Don't no drank, don't smoke, don't sale
the real reason that they want me up in jail
They want me to fail, I and rebel
See I give a fuck the C-O-P's
P-I-G's I wonder if I can shake em' like a
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, it down for Oakland
Folks do be smoking and shit we do we holding
Some just don't notice get demoted
Throw em' all the 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 with
Throw a at the P-I-G's
Cause be harassing you and me
Ya gotta understand we still not

This is for them with them empty plates
For that raise ripped you didn't calculate
If you ever in your life awarded to state
On the with cake
If send an undercover and you tip the bag, huh
Next time I see em' with no
I'm off like stolen registration
And a lot of smoke
See I'm that sort of
That pig hunting since my mama's fucking water broke
Cause they the nah they the lenchmen
Between the and puffs of weed known to trench them
Cause dispense with the dollars and cents
So when you go get candles, flowers, and incense
Behind gates is fifty percent of our bill rates
A making microchips for Bill Gates
Bay, t-shirts for the workout
Police where the slave 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, yell not
We control of the cash and the realty
And get rid of all the parasites
than weed burn at 420 Fahrenheit
Shaking in they boots when we to bust
They scared of rap music, they scared of us

If you got beef C-O-P's
Throw a at the P-I-G's
Cause they be you and me
Ya gotta we still 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