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 you this special
Bulletin and we will this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National
move in

The wanna catch the nigga that won't fetch
But I'll blast ya, never ya master
Who is that kickin up much faster?
Rollin on a scooter, you know I do ya
See a black clock and my buckshots run thru ya
I knew ya
Cause I'm not a
You can the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get quickity-quick
On the plane to Central
Never get by the monkey wrench ho
Steady mobbin I'm just Robin Hood
Up to no good, so many bitches on my
To the of me and to the left of me
Bitch, I got so game I need a referee
Throw a of ass interference
Damn, over me, so bitch get on the bitch
Here comes the cops so I hit the fence
Better run fast cause the pinch
And I won't play in the daytime
Goddamn, comes the canine
Four legged copper that wants to use Ice as a whopper
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 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)
You gon' gaf Yeah

See one-time, hit em up
Cos you know the Mob is down to get em up
People think Ice Cube with the gangs
Cos I'm in a coupe de on thangs
Ain't gotta me twice about the jack
See a got a 9 in my lap ta take of that
Caps get on the regular
Cause niggas try to get me for my
Knick knack paddy wack, the daddy's back
Kidnappin hos the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, with a
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 when the bitch get sent to sample brand
And back up man
You point the finger at me cos the OG
Is souped Chef boyardee
Humpin, jumpin, had the place
Goddamn, break you off somethin
You wanna why I bust 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 the flow and die
I walk 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 powdered donuts?
(How bout that twister? If it have in the middle, I'm gonna have to
ya!)
You gon' gaffle us? (Hey, can I reach there and get one?0
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 of cop killer are you?)