Luyện nghe bài hát Tell The Feds

And it stop to the beat, baby
Funky Fresh on the
One time for your mind,
(Beeyatch)
$hort Dogg's in the house
Doin' what we always do, a
(Gettin' money)
money
(Gettin' money)

Tell the Feds we runnin' no coke factory
(Fuck a indictment, all I do is write shit)
Tell the Feds we runnin' no coke factory
(You got the wrong rappers, you better tell 'em)

Tell the Feds we runnin' no coke factory
(Tell 'em $hort, 'em)
Tell the we ain't runnin' no coke factory
(Ooh)

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

a choice, so you start to think back
$hort Dogg was a that always rapped
Half my life ago, didn't no dope
I dope fiend music for your stereo
Sittin' at the in '84
I knew hella motherfuckers that was slangin'
Use to my homeboys, front me a sack
Postin' me at the dumpin' the crack

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

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

I to sell weed in high school, smoked the profit
I never sold due, I can't knock it
'Cuz the inner city school system is fucked
Go to class all day, you ain't gettin'
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 get paid sellin' hop and crack

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

I'm ballin' right there in the hype
Instantly, dope dealer
But shit is serious, I I never sold drugs
So why these motherfuckers ta roll me up?
And me, why? No one knows
The only thing I did was fuck all ya hoes
I don't smoke coke and sho' don't sell 'em
Call the FBI, somebody please 'em

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

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

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

I go coast to coast indo
If my actin' up, I fuck her friend so
investigate me for sellin' dope
If you see me rollin clean the ghetto
I'm on my way to the studio
Probably playin' somethin' on the stereo
$hort Dogg, don't forget the funk
'Free your mind and your ass will

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

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