Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some people came by the house for me
I'm of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to you again
But I will be to California to see you
son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube

Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what say I done

destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say lookin' for ya
Got to get the fuck out of here, yeah
This bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the

a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
'Cos this the street I got shot on
So God Don Polla, double S
I holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath

Freakin', be leakin', information
Got the seekin', incarceration
say my name popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, they try to 'em

My cash flow me asshole neck it
'Gone in sixty seconds', all records
Nigga gettin' skinny eating
Count my pennies, only got a bag twenties

Listen, these fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks
Or the rest of my life in a shits bath

It's so hard to get a room without a card
It's so hard not to let 'em where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I him cash
Had to 'fore he called the feds on my ass

to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe down freakin'
Hey bitch, why you
Grabbed the out her hand
Am I the man on the front page, height, same age

Rap gage, put it the G-way
Got my hostage sausage on the freeway
She say, "Let's the circle K"
Ran and made the niggaz all pay

like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta ya
Before I'm through, I'm back to California

my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I

Listen, these feds fishin' for extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a bath

My boys Utah to
Set the poise, so I can
All fifty states, can't wait till I'm back on my
Switch and shake bitch in her sleep

Low key, you feds see me
I'm up in D.C. with number three
Clownin', made a little stock to get a little
Now I got niggaz and lootin' rock

I'm going to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't a fuck who's on the marin or the mic
I known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby
Looking he wanna rob me

Federal, don't like no black hetero sexual,
Tried to me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and
When I come to hand

Big bus, scandalous
'Cos they can't us
get excited and I try to fight it
I'm back to Cali for show, extradited

Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I I didn't do what they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for this
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, 'em, ditch 'em
I kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a bath

Hey mama, when y'all pictures you can't send a Polaroid
They got to be the regular
An' they got us in puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know, like they playin' with us, it's like a
It nuttin' but a game to them mama, it's my life