Luyện nghe bài hát Cop That Sh**

[Intro: Elliott]
We are the VA
Love to the and the Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya
The Maganoo, comin' with the unexpected
The run away slave I,
Escaping from all ya fraudulent
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr.

[Verse 1:
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have you
some little nieces and nephews
To cover all the beats, and the rhymes I been
Time's up, sorry I you
Thinking of this, I keep them hits
Like Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the tone
As you it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them left it off (Off)
Mr. VA to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't what ya know
Well my don' told me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up the Boogie", let the record work (Uh huh)
And put me on you red alert
it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' out of Virginia

[Chorus: Elliott]
in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
And to the giving em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP SHIT! (Oh Lord)
this the hot shit, out on the streets
So when you this CD go and COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)

[Verse 2: Missy
When you say you love me, it doesn't
It into my head as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or just very
say I go tell it to, TIMOTHY!
People say I'm whack, but don't tell me so
Let them to be me, then they know
I hate one, pretend to fantasize
Fact I despise, who even try
Sweat between my thighs {*sniff*} never
Yo is over, career sinking
I told all of you, like I all of them
Whatcha say to me be, TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and out the other
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya
I pay attention, I don't concentrate
You ain't got the bait, that it to hook this, huh

[Verse 3:
I'm idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto but I do look up to Vagil
And understand I got the of speech
And it's a blessing, from them VA streets
I talk sense condensed in the form of a
If I wasn't rhymes I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my
I'm not afraid nucca do you gon do to me
I get when your record is played
To put it short, heh I got it
I'm talented, yes I'm
My uppercut boy get ya lifted
You got man stop frontin
Living off every record that you cutting
My Magoo and I roll wit two stars
CD we split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa
Every other month I get a new car!