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 special
and we will return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National
Guard in

The cops wanna catch the nigga won't fetch
But I'll blast ya, never ya master
Who is kickin up shit much faster?
on a scooter, you know I might do ya
See a black clock and my buckshots run right ya
I knew ya
Cause I'm not a
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the
I get quickity-quick
On the plane to Central
Never get played by the wrench ho
Steady mobbin I'm just like Robin
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 need a
Throw a of ass interference
Damn, y'all over me, so bitch get on the
Here comes the cops so I better hit the
Better run fast the dobermans pinch
And I won't mine in the daytime
Goddamn, comes the canine
Four legged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a
But who's the first nigga to 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, nuttin (They to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed donut? How a bearclaw?)
Aaah (If you don't 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 roll with the gangs
Cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on
gotta tell me twice about the jack
See a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of
Caps get on the regular
niggas try to get me for my cellular
Knick paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos like the Patty Hurst
Have the ho, with a fo'-fo'?
Go rob a liquor store, can't blame it on a negro
Bring the money to the
Had the bitch and the Mob bein the
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sample
And back up man
You wanna point the at me cos the OG
Is souped like boyardee
Humpin, jumpin, had the place
Goddamn, gotta break you off
You wanna know why I bust in
Now at you now
Huh, and I'm out real
Get the out yo' ass, baby
Yo, here we go, to the po'
the bo-bo and act like ya know, ho
Fuck the flow and die
When I by say hi to the bad guy

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