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 this city as to bring you this special
Bulletin and we will return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the
move in

The cops wanna the nigga that won't fetch
But blast ya, never call ya master
Who is kickin up shit much faster?
Rollin on a scooter, you I might do ya
See a black clock and my buckshots run thru ya
I never ya
Cause I'm not a
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the
I get quickity-quick
On the plane to South
Never get played by the monkey ho
Steady mobbin I'm just like Hood
Up to no good, so many on my wood
To the of me and to the left of me
Bitch, I got so game I need a referee
Throw a penalty of ass
Damn, y'all me, so bitch get on the bitch
Here comes the cops so I hit the fence
run fast cause the dobermans pinch
And I won't mine in the daytime
Goddamn, here the canine
legged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a whopper
But the first 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 donut? How a bearclaw?)
Aaah (If you don't one, I got to gaffle ya)
You gon' gaf Yeah

See one-time, hit em up
Cos you know the Lench Mob is to get em up
think Ice Cube roll with the gangs
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 care of that
Caps get peeled on the
Cause niggas try to get me for my
Knick paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
hos like the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, with a
Go rob a store, they can't blame it on a negro
the money to the rooster
Had the bitch and the Mob the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get to sample brand
And back up man
You point the finger at me cos the OG
Is like Chef boyardee
Humpin, jumpin, had the jumpin
Goddamn, gotta you off somethin
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
with 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 donuts?
(How bout that twister? If it have cream in the middle, I'm have to
ya!)
You gon' gaffle us? (Hey, can I reach back and get one?0
yeah homie, go on and reach ahead here
Duck ya head in man
(What of cop killer are you?)
(What kind of cop are you?)
(What of cop killer are you?)