Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Warz

* Pam the scratches the phrase
"We wanna get it on - cause we get along" *

Now the FBI with no feedback
Saw me on the street, ask me the weed at
or the coke I don't sell and yet I believe that
Set me up I'm runnin breathin a Sleestak
Ran into a car and bent my knee back
It's better than a while my lawyer's fee stack
Ducked a liquor store they ask what you do
Wearin it was my man N'Duku
The bat and go through, I said, "Merci beaucoup
If they ask who was I runnin tell the I flew"
Maybe to my block, to catch a few flicks
Police did a sweep, grue shit
Bustin doors, beatin mammas while Cool Whip
Face down, dirt on my back to school fit
My neighbor was next to me got black and blue lips
When the lit, you don't see the few flip
Kick our up they ass and ask em if the shoe fit
Til then, they see us pushin up tu-lips
my nuts so much, shit I think I'm sterile
Got up, brushed the off my apparel
girl Cheryl got parole violation
Said she was high cause of pupil
If you never got now since infinity
You get searched livin in this
or harassed, beat the shit out - I mean, the daylights
Wouldn't be no dope slangin if paid right
They target areas of black, Chinese and
Mow you down men, or they'll find next of kin
Whites more cocaine and amphetamines
but the justice us, more than like to credit dem
The class shifts dope to you and me
And get arrested, this is lunacy
or is it low magic in unity
Is it a war on drugs, or just my

Now who gets paper and who perved?
Who gets slapped and who gets
Now type of shit get on my last nerve
I think about it in the car and I to swerve
Who gets paper and who gets
Who gets and who gets served?
Now this type of get on my last nerve
I think about it in the car and I start to

I got a plot to get the federales hot
So many cops around the ?? Tupac
You gotta flake and two rocks, and tissues in the
Convincin after two knocks, who heard of in your socks?
Now is for la gente, keep it calliente
send the presidente on a one way trip to casa permanente
Not a but a sensei
These rhymes are for battle plus you gotta get the rent
I the donut up in front of Wenchel's
Makin police state officials with fat
that's made of gristle they torque to differential
Now it's essential, our ain't provincial
'fore a nurse call our bodies white chalk
as fuck, eatin lentils with no utensils
That type of motivated my pencil
It mental it's material
Police are the fist of the imperial, I'm spittin your stereo
Babies cereal, folks need currency
My job got a crowd applications fervently
get accepted, most'll get rejected
Guess gon' til the new prison get elected
and that'll solve they streak
They'll be makin microchips for two dollars a
That's why they us in there in droves and fleets
And Channel Two gon' call it up the streets

Now who gets paper and who gets
Who gets slapped and who gets
Now this of shit get on my last nerve
I about it in the car and I start to swerve
Who gets paper and who perved?
Who slapped and who gets served?
Now this type of shit get on my nerve
I think it in the car and I start to swerve