Luyện nghe bài hát Cop That Shit

[Intro: Missy
We are the VA
Love to the and the Clipse
To ya we breaking off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, comin' the unexpected
The run away slave I,
Escaping all ya fraudulent players
but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley

[Verse 1:
been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without some little 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 that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, hands on the tone
As you hear it, pump up the
Jump you hear them speakers left it off (Off)
Mr. VA to set it off
Well I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what ya
Well my folks don' me, (YOU GOT IT! Oh)
So, "Up Jumps the Boogie", let the work (Uh huh)
And put me on you red alert
'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and
Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' out of Virginia

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

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

[Verse 3:
I'm your idol, the highest title, uno
I'm not a Rican but I do look up to Vagil
And I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessing, being from VA streets
I sense condensed in the form of a poem
If I wasn't writing I'd be breaking in homes
I'm kinda young, so my gun's my
I'm not nucca do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your is played
To put it short, heh I got it
I'm talented, yes I'm
My boy that'll get ya lifted
You got cash? man stop
Living off damn every record that you
My name Magoo and I wit two stars
Every CD we split 48
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa
Every other month I get a new car!