Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

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

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

Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say they for ya
Got to get the out of here, yeah right
bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the night

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

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

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

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

It's so hard to get a without a credit card
so hard not to let 'em know where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him
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 paper out her
Am I the man on the front page, same height, age

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

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

Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I do what 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 pick locks
Or the rest of my life in a shit bath

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 this bitch in her

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

I'm going back to Cali where it's with my strikes
give a fuck who's on the marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the
Looking like he rob me

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

Big gray bus,
'Cos they can't us
They get and I try to fight it
I'm going to Cali for show, extradited

Keep my hand on my gun they 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 swear I didn't do they say I done

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 pick
Or spend the rest of my life in a bath

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