Luyện nghe bài hát Tell The Feds

And it don't to the beat, baby
Fresh on the microphone
One for your mind, beeyatch
(Beeyatch)
Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house
Doin' what we always do, a
(Gettin' money)
money
(Gettin' money)

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

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

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

Make a choice, so you start to back
$hort was a nigga that always rapped
Half my life ago, didn't sell no
I sold dope music for your stereo
Sittin' at the in '84
I hella motherfuckers that was slangin' coke
Use to tell my homeboys, me a sack
Postin' me at the dopehouse dumpin' the

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

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

I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the
I never sold company due, I knock it
the inner city public school system is fucked
Go to class all day, you ain't gettin'
So at it's time to put in work
Buy you dope and go hit the turf
Ain't no scholarship, no rap
But a nigga get sellin' hop and crack

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

I'm always ballin' there in the hype
Instantly, dealer stereotype
But shit is serious, I know I never drugs
So why motherfuckers tryin' ta roll me up?
And smoke me, why? No one
The thing I did wrong was fuck all ya hoes
I don't smoke blunts and sho' don't sell 'em
the FBI, somebody please tell 'em

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

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

I rap to a bitch, I'm a pro
I spit this game like 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 house she say no
I burn rubber the bitch in my fo'-fifty-fo'
California niggas drop the top and
up at the mountains, won't see no snow

I go coast to coast smokin'
If my bitch actin' up, I fuck her so
Don't me for sellin' dope
If you see me rollin through the ghetto
I'm probably on my way to the
Probably somethin' loud on the stereo
$hort Dogg, don't forget the motto
'Free your mind and your ass follow'

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

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