Luyện nghe bài hát Say Hi To The Bad Guy

Good evening. Police, do not attempt to adjust your radios. There is
Wrong. We have takin control over this city as to bring you this
and we will return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National
Guard in

The cops wanna catch the that won't fetch
But I'll blast ya, call ya master
Who is that kickin up shit much
Rollin on a scooter, you know I do ya
See a black clock and my run right thru ya
I never ya
I'm not a trick
You can the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get quickity-quick
On the plane to South
Never get played by the 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 game I a referee
Throw a of ass interference
Damn, y'all over me, so get on the bitch
Here the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cause the dobermans
And I won't mine in the daytime
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, hold up, right here (Hey, in that box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, (They happen to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed How bout a bearclaw?)
Aaah (If you have one, I got to gaffle ya)
You gon' gaf Yeah

See one-time, hit em up
Cos you the Lench Mob is down to get em up
think Ice Cube roll with the gangs
Cos I'm in a de sittin on thangs
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
Cause niggas try to get me for my
Knick paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos like the Patty jack
Have the white ho, with a
Go rob a liquor store, they blame it on a negro
Bring the to the rooster
Had the and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand the bitch get sent to sample brand
And come up man
You wanna point the at me cos the OG
Is souped like boyardee
Humpin, jumpin, had the jumpin
Goddamn, gotta break you off
You wanna know why I in half
Now at you now
Huh, and I'm out real
Get the paper out yo' ass,
Yo, we go, listen to the po'
Shoot the and act like ya know, ho
Fuck with the and die
I walk by say hi to the bad guy

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