Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Days

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

Now they hit me a one, two, three, personally
Conspiracy, it mean shit to me
The time will go fast because I'm true
On the D L, back home, I got a for ma duke

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

But gays gon' grease me
My razor blade say OPP, in PC gon' know me
I'm not the herb
Actions speak than words, so step to the verb

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

You my name, no shame in my game
Best to fly the kid champagne Spain
About to go in to push a bid for I done did
Goin' away, at the crib

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

Gun [unverified] up on my
All my peeps know got to keep they damn guns at the door
Don't wanna get hit with a bullet, meanin' a year 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 I have to go in, yo
But the shit hit the fan, debris' gotta blow

Windy days but ain't nothin' but the weather
While I'm locked down, the write me no love letters
That's for queers, couple of years later,

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

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

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

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

go by, night gets darker but I'm a New York
Whalin' on your ass Orca
Not the Avon Lady, up out my face
It only a shoelace, for a nigga to catch a new case

You get done in different
I'm for the cage
Within the 30 days

Rob Swift business