Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

You have a call from an inmate in a correctional
Inmate, state your name,
This phone call may be monitored and
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 locked in the box, keep it through
Do time, do your time, don't let your time do you

To my brother Mike, stay up homie
To my cuz J.B., stay up
If you locked in the box keep, makin' it
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

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

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

Look up in my mailbox, I get from my cuz
And every said 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

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

If you 25 to life, stay up homie
I got your money on ice so, up homie
If you locked in the box keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

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

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

Caught in damn jailhouse barbers back on your hairline
[Incomprehensible] will have you stuck in that pill line
Your b**** the V I this weekend
Food in your locker keeps shrinkin', your feet stinkin'

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

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

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

To my man, Selene, stay up homie
To McKeith, stay up homie
I see you in the streets, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let time do you

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

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

I reached out to C-Murder, right before I home
And him home, let me go I make sure that his books was on
And three months later that came home too
no limit to this s*** 'cause now his dream's comin' tru

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

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

It's slavery, hard labor, catch the
on the hearse while you walk, it's real
With a shotgun, at the back of your dome
300 left, my dawg ain't never comin' home

One fight, dude got stabbed, he the nine
Almost died, in Jay, n****, ride or cry
Cream has suicide attempts, took his own life
White boys can't handle the at night

You fight for your shoes, or get your a** shook
And walk around with lipstick, and a
You all in b****, sit down when you
Sweet a**, you a h**, I blow you a kiss

To my cousin Jimmy Watson, stay up
To my homeboy Mack, stay up
If you locked in the box keep it through
Do your time, do time, don't 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 it through
Do your time, do your time don't let your do you

To the Larry Hoover, stay up homie
To my partner Shan O, you gotta stay up
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

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