Luyện nghe bài hát Tell The Feds

And it don't to the beat, baby
Funky on the microphone
One time for your mind,
(Beeyatch)
$hort Dogg's in the house
what we always do, a stack
(Gettin' money)
Gettin'
(Gettin' money)

Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no factory
(Fuck a secret indictment, all I do is shit)
Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke
(You got the wrong rappers, nigga you better 'em)

Tell the Feds we runnin' no coke factory
(Tell 'em $hort, 'em)
Tell the Feds we runnin' no coke factory
(Ooh)

You the law and you got caught
Got a good lawyer, case is bein'
Life is full of choices, make 'em at the
If you had five, you lost four
Straight apprehended, and can't stand it
Don't go to jail but you was caught redhanded
A felony, strike two
Agents like, "What you wanna do?"

Make a choice, so you start to think
$hort Dogg was a nigga that rapped
Half my ago, didn't sell no dope
I sold fiend music for your stereo
at the crossroads in '84
I knew hella motherfuckers that was slangin'
Use to tell my homeboys, me a sack
Postin' me at the dopehouse the crack

My wouldn't do it, I love 'em for that
now I still rap and get paid to gat
Since '87, how the shit comes
We two hundred thousand in six months
Sellin' tapes not cakes, cheques kept
Fuck buyin' boats, makin' hundreds
Legit, you think I'm stupid,
I bought a studio so I can do shit

Tell the we ain't runnin' no coke factory
(You got it twisted,
Why charges when I'm depressin' hard and shit)
Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke
(Run tell 'em, tell 'em $hort, 'em)

I used to sell weed in high school, the profit
I never sold company due, I can't it
'Cuz the inner city public school system is
Go to all day, you ain't gettin' enough
So at 3:15 it's to put in work
Buy you some dope and go hit the
no scholarship, no rap contract
But a nigga get paid sellin' hop and

I got lucky, not a get-rich scheme
I've been rap tapes since I was 15
I told the police, too many times
I a lot of money doin pimp rhymes
I sell drugs to jeopardize my freedom
You never could make me realize I 'em
I went hundreds, to hundreds to thousands, to millions
I what police want, I feel 'em

I'm always right there in the hype
Instantly, dope stereotype
But shit is serious, I know I sold drugs
So why these tryin' ta roll me up?
And smoke me, No one knows
The only thing I did wrong was fuck all ya
I don't coke blunts and sho' don't sell 'em
Call the FBI, somebody tell 'em

Tell the Feds we ain't no coke factory
(All you is lookin' at us rock jewelery and shit
all you are)
Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke
(Somebody tell 'em we got receipts)

Rap is new, not long ago
a billion dollars last year 'round the globe
Now all the little kids let it go
To the new millennium with a new flow
Too $hort baby from the O
If like me, you're tryin ta make some doe
Roll to the spot and try ta a hoe
her real hard and then take it slow

I rap to a bitch, I'm a pro
I spit this like never befo'
Grab the microphone and rock the show
I grab me a freak, tell her, "Keep it on the low"
If I take her to my house she say no
I rubber with the bitch in my fo'-fifty-fo'
niggas drop the top and roll
Stare up at the mountains, won't see no

I go coast to smokin' indo
If my bitch actin' up, I fuck her so
Don't investigate me for sellin'
If you see me rollin through the ghetto
I'm on my way to the studio
Probably playin' somethin' loud on the
Dogg, don't forget the funk motto
'Free your mind and ass will follow'

Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke
(We're up y'all in this motherfuckin' holdin'
Sor snitch ass niggas)
Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no factory
(Nigga, I was a tour of Kentucky nigga and D.C.)

Pop shit, be outta state, niggas is hella fake
Moms mess with the motherfuckin' phone
My girl, she's up, goddamn
Nigga you stop all that motherfuckin' snitchin'
Tell motherfuckers
We ain't runnin' no motherfuckin' coke
Tell 'em, tell 'em, 'em
You better 'em
Let 'em know, 'em