Luyện nghe bài hát Say Hi To The Bad Guy

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

The cops wanna catch the nigga that won't
But blast ya, never call ya master
Who is kickin up shit much faster?
on a scooter, you know I might do ya
See a black and my buckshots run right thru ya
I knew ya
I'm not a trick
You can the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away
On the plane to Central
Never get by the monkey wrench ho
Steady mobbin I'm like Robin Hood
Up to no good, so many on my wood
To the right of me and to the of me
Bitch, I got so much I need a referee
a penalty of ass interference
Damn, y'all over me, so bitch get on the
Here comes the cops so I better hit the
Better run cause the dobermans pinch
And I play mine in the daytime
Goddamn, here comes the
Four legged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a
But who's the first to outrun a chopper?
No lie say hi to the bad guy

Fuck! (Hey guys, ya headed?)
Nowhere, man (Got licence and registration?)
Yeah, hold up, right here (Hey, what's in box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, nuttin (They to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed donut? How a bearclaw?)
Aaah (If you have one, I got to gaffle ya)
What? You gon' gaf

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 on thangs
gotta tell me twice about the jack
See a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of
get peeled on the regular
Cause niggas try to get me for my
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack back
hos like the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, a fo'-fo'?
Go rob a liquor store, can't blame it on a negro
the money to the rooster
Had the and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand the bitch get sent to sample brand
And back up man
You point the finger at me cos the OG
Is souped like boyardee
Humpin, jumpin, had the place
Goddamn, break you off somethin
You wanna know why I in half
Now at you now
Huh, and I'm out real
Get the out yo' ass, baby
Yo, here we go, to the po'
Shoot the bo-bo and act ya know, ho
Fuck with the and die
When I by say hi to the bad guy

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