Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The ran out of menthols
see how grown men wash other men drawers
N***** the phone room reckless, and get hit with new indictments
about old connects and new prices

Stress'll take a young n****, him an old face
Or stress'll take a dumb n****, him a new case
That s*** I used to 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 P, stay up homie
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To my man, Selene, stay up homie
To Abdul McKeith, stay up
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 up, you need to send 'em some s***
'Cause it's never too late to bein' a b****
A magazine and pictures is a n****** whole world
I was down them 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 for no food
'Cause is so very necessary
It's so close to bein' slavery, in Texas n**** scary

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

I'ma keep ridin' with Bun 'cause UGK will stop
And I'ma stand up for my partner, steady let 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

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

It's slavery, labor, catch the feel
Redneck on the hearse while you walk, it's
With a shotgun, burnin' at the back of your
300 years left, my ain't never comin' 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 handle the pain at night

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

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

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

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