Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Caught in damn jailhouse barbers pushin' back on your
F***** will have you stuck in that pill line
b**** missed the V I this weekend
Food in your keeps shrinkin', your celly feet stinkin'

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

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

To my man Nell, stay up homie
To my man Steve P, up homie
If you locked in the box makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let time do you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

One fight, got stabbed, he lost the nine
died, in Camp 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 you piss
Sweet a**, you a h**, watch I blow you a

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

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

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