Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Days

I never did time, committed mad
Only paid rhymes but now niggaz drop
Harmonizin' on a rap
Singin' in the precinct, to catch an R&B contract

Now they hit me with a one, two, three,
Conspiracy, it don't shit to me
The time will go fast I'm true blue
On the D L, back home, I got a for ma duke

I stack in my shoe
Niggaz threaten to kill the AK if I ever through
And I'm doin' 30 days in this steel cage
Locked down with men that go both

But gays ain't gon' me
My razor say OPP, niggaz in PC gon' know me
I'm not the herb
speak louder than words, so step to the verb

Fuck a pronoun, I get down for my
Pass the three pound, it to King Clown
And watch him lounge, you the whole phase
I'm about to go through the maze
In 30 days

You know my name, no in my game
Best to fly the kid from Spain
About to go in to push a bid for I done did
away, party at the crib

Me and my friends gonna get
I didn't think could ever, I learned to never say never
But now we just party, party
Shit, fiesta,

Gun up on my floor
All my peeps know they got to they damn guns at the door
wanna get hit with a bullet, meanin' a year time in jail
If you can't, comprehend with the slang

All you do, act like nuts
It don't make no for the whole crew to get locked up
Bad enough I to go in, yo
But when the hit the fan, debris' gotta blow

Windy days but ain't nothin' changed but the
While I'm locked down, the thugs'll me no love letters
That's for queers, of years later, gator

But hold all them crocodile tears because it ain't like I'm
You see I'm not marked for death, so stop the clot cryin'
This The Wizard of Oz where I can tap my heels and go for it
I it slow 'cause I'll be home before you know it
I'm comin' through like X-rays in approximately the next 30

But if you think I'm tryin' to town
You best to purchase a hearin' aid and ask how that sound
I'm not tryin' to bail 'cause that's the dough
That I'ma use to flip up the new connects that I in jail

Politicians, they all this
Every now and then visit a snitch who helped 'em get rich
Yeah, of the government's plan
Lock down the man who stack
Put him in the hand of Sam

This the stuff, you trust for 30 days
I'm on a bus niggaz that fuss over tight handcuffs
And while I'm inside, I take in
Livin' in prison, stool pigeons know time don't fly

Days go by, gets darker but I'm a New York
Whalin' on your ass like
Not the Avon Lady, stay up out my
It take a shoelace, for a nigga to catch a new case

You get in different ways
I'm for the cage
the next 30 days

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