Luyện nghe bài hát Cop That Shit

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

1: Timbaland]
It's been a long time, I have left you
Without some little nieces and
To all the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Elliott shit (Shit)
As you sit by the radio, on the dial tone
As you hear it, pump up the
when 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 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 WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Elliott]
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 this the hot shit, out on the
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 goes into my as just chit-chatter
You may think I'm egotistical or just free
say I go tell 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
I despise, those who even try
Sweat between my {*sniff*} never stinking
Yo dream is over, career
I told all of you, like I all of them
Whatcha say to me be, TO YA CHIN!
In one ear and right out the
"Ayyio Missy you ugly!" yeah ya
I don't pay attention, I don't
You got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh

[Verse 3:
I'm your idol, the highest title, uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do up to Vagil
And I got the gift 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 young, so my gun's my security
I'm not afraid do what you gon do to me
I get paid when your record is
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
off damn 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 star
other month I get a brand new car!