Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Days

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me and my friends get together
I think jail could ever, I learned to never say never
But now we gonna party, party
Shit, fiesta,

Gun up on my floor
All my peeps know they got to keep 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 friend

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 when the hit the fan, debris' gotta blow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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