Luyện nghe bài hát Say Hi To The Bad Guy

Good evening. Police, do not attempt to adjust your radios. is nothing
Wrong. We have takin control over this as to bring you this special
Bulletin and we will this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National
Guard in

The wanna catch the nigga that won't fetch
But I'll blast ya, never ya master
Who is that up shit much faster?
Rollin on a scooter, you know I do ya
See a black and my buckshots run right thru ya
I never ya
I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the
I get quickity-quick
On the to South Central
get played by the monkey wrench ho
Steady mobbin I'm like Robin Hood
Up to no good, so bitches on my wood
To the right of me and to the of me
Bitch, I got so much I need a referee
Throw a of ass interference
Damn, y'all me, so bitch get on the bitch
comes the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cause the dobermans
And I won't play mine in the
Goddamn, comes the canine
Four legged copper that to use Ice Cube as a whopper
But who's the nigga to outrun a chopper?
No lie say hi to the bad guy

Fuck! (Hey guys, ya headed?)
Nowhere, man (Got your and registration?)
Yeah, up, right here (Hey, what's in that box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, nuttin (They to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed How bout a bearclaw?)
(If you don't have one, I got to gaffle ya)
What? You gaf Yeah

See one-time, hit em up
Cos you the Lench Mob is down to get em up
People think Ice Cube roll with the
Cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on
Ain't gotta me twice about the jack
See a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of
Caps get peeled on the
niggas try to get me for my cellular
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack daddy's
Kidnappin hos like the Patty jack
Have the ho, with a fo'-fo'?
Go rob a liquor store, they can't blame it on a
Bring the money to the
Had the and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sample
And come up man
You point the finger at me cos the OG
Is like Chef boyardee
Humpin, jumpin, had the place
Goddamn, gotta you off somethin
You know why I bust in half
Now at you now
Huh, and I'm out fast
Get the paper out yo' ass,
Yo, here we go, to the po'
the bo-bo and act like ya know, ho
Fuck with the and die
When I by say hi to the bad guy

Ai yo man, there's just one left (I'll make a deal ya)
What? (Aah, ya got one of those powdered
(How bout that twister? If it have cream in the middle, I'm have to
ya!)
You gon' gaffle us? (Hey, can I back there and get one?0
Aaah yeah homie, go on and ahead here
Duck ya head in man
(What kind of cop are you?)
(What of cop killer are you?)
(What kind of cop are you?)