Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

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

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

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

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

Freakin', niggaz be leakin',
Got the feds seekin',
Niggaz say my name up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, they try to 'em

My flow leave me asshole neck it
in sixty seconds', burn all records
Nigga gettin' skinny dinnies
Count my pennies, got a bag fulla twenties

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

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

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

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

It's like I hit the Lotto Colorado
Brought it for his wallet and my bottle
That's my and I gotta warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm going back to

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 they say I done

Listen, these fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit

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

Low key, you can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number
Clownin', made a little to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and rock

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

Federal, like no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and
I come to hand cuff

Big bus, scandalous
'Cos they stand us
get excited and I try to fight it
I'm back to Cali for show, extradited

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

Listen, these feds for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks
Or the rest of my life in a shit bath

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