Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

You have a call an inmate in a correctional facility
Inmate, state name, Darren
This phone call may be and recorded
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not up

To my Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, up homie
If you in the box, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

To my brother Mike, stay up homie
To my cuz J.B., up homie
If you locked in the box keep, it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

You lookin' at a man that
Die for his daughter, to let her breathe
And I'd definitely die for Jesus, he died for me
Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see he's seen
But then I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin dream

I'd dream that I could tell Martin we made it
But half of my black brothers are incarcerated
Locked up in a cell block, lost the shell shock
Some sold they soul, others used to rocks

Look up in my mailbox, I get from my cuz
And every week he wanna hit the streets
But he never struck a deal, 'cause his mouth will squeal
Put some money on his and help him out with his appeal

Send some pictures of the fam, and nasty of Shawnna
If you ever have to leave, I got your and your daughter
Born in this way of and our youth are stuck
To be safe, it's safe to say the justice f***** up

If you doin' 25 to life, stay up
I got money on ice so, stay up homie
If you locked in the box keep it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

All my peoples in the pit, up homie
And until you hit the bricks, up homie
If you locked in the box keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

Until I went to jail you couldn't me, I ain't seen it all
That box, a mother*******, it stress a n**** b****
Especially when you broke and home base, acceptin' your calls
And you hear your name when it's mail time

Caught in damn barbers pushin' back on your hairline
F***** [Incomprehensible] will have you stuck in that line
Your b**** missed the V I this
in your locker keeps shrinkin', your celly feet stinkin'

The ran out of menthols
Can't see how men wash other men drawers
N***** played the room reckless, and get hit with new indictments
Talkin' about old connects and new

Stress'll take a n****, give him an old face
Or stress'll take a n****, give him a new case
That s*** I used to my walkie lil' itchy
All he did was smoke weed and drink coffee, I he miss me

To my man Lil' Nell, stay up
To my man Steve P, stay up
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To my man, Paul Selene, stay up
To Abdul McKeith, stay up
Until I see you in the streets, keep it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

Uhh, if your people locked up, you need to 'em some s***
it's never too late to stop bein' a b****
A magazine and pictures is a n****** whole world
When I was down n***** fell out, so I'm ridin' with the girls

'Cause they got mo' heart, them fake a** dudes
They send no letters, no books, and no money for no
'Cause commissary is so very
It's so close to slavery, in Texas n**** it's scary

I out to C-Murder, right before I came home
And when him home, let me go I make sure that his was on
And three later that n**** came home too
Ain't no limit to this s*** now his dream's comin' tru

I'ma keep ridin' with Bun 'cause UGK will never
And I'ma stand up for my partner, steady let them off a lot,
And I'm as as you can be
scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free, here I go

Wake up, roll call, day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm alive
Open the dead roll
Now this dead man walkin' parkin' dollar cars

It's slavery, hard labor, the feel
Redneck on the hearse while you walk, it's
a shotgun, burnin' at the back of your dome
300 years left, my dawg ain't comin' home

One fight, dude got stabbed, he the nine
died, in Camp Jay, n****, ride or cry
Cream has suicide attempts, precious his own life
White boys handle the pain at night

You gotta fight for your shoes, or get your a**
And walk around lipstick, and a pocketbook
You all in b****, sit down you piss
Sweet a**, you a h**, watch I you a kiss

To my cousin Jimmy Watson, stay up
To my Mack, stay up homie
If you locked in the box keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To my Pharoahe, stay up homie
To my n**** Z Ro, up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it
Do time, do your time don't let your time do you

To the Larry Hoover, stay up homie
To my partner Shan O, you stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To the homeboy Shyne, stay up
To my n**** Mystikal, up homie
If you in the box, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you