Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Your Time

[convict x]
Oh my goodness! look what they through nowadays
Ah, a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face it's all of that
Yeah, well we see what it is

1/xzibit]
What you in for, everything the sun
Recently, got me first wit a hot gun
my third strike, so xzibit can't go home
Fight to see like sylvester stallone
Don't ask too questions nigga, keep that on the d-low
My family might you for an undercover c-o
one that tried didn't make it past bookin
Five times in the neck when everybody was

2/sadat x]
You see the judge, but he don't
That's you're third felony, I believe three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your
your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get more time in the
Ask hank, he bout to bank, a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his

[convict
Just because I'm locked don't mean the hustlin stop
Her-oine and beer joints dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so I'm lettin you slide
But tomorrow be confronted wit the two's in the side
If you a smart mothafucker, you'll be wit mine
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we got time
We're I'm from, time is money and got neither to
Once in a while a cannanite in the wrong place
Beat him down, break the strongest hand, piss in his
Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a
Low-class, got a dozen free visitors
Plus the c-order wanna give me some ass

Chorus x] 2x
This is your new home boss, where you survive at all
And if you don't, it's only your loss
You're only here 'cause you tried to and be the boss, ha
Handle time like a man yo

[convict
So it's my twenty-third birthday, brew-no
You know no what it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck straight, hair braided by this muslim cat
the whole yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say "who the is that? "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna fuck wit
Murders and keep you company ("yeah!")

[convict 3/kid
And yes y'all, on in ("yeah")
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass niggas ("yeah")
bitch, welcom to central booking ("yeah")
A sleep-over for pimps, private ("yeah"), drug slingers, and gun

Even bitch-ass, niggas ("yeah") like y'all
Get on your ? ("yeah"), get out the on your ? married character?
Kitten-ass faces ("yeah"), about to beat you all down to the last stop

[convict x]
I'm all good, as I telephone my
At I was shook, tried to play by the book
But you bid your time by stayin in the cell
I'm gettin everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I'm in fat pink caps, new to california
Makin deals for mills, cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and em "yo try those!"
Niggas try to scheme but my team is
We as as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but don't act like a
Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest
Use control, put a cat in if he's broke
And let em know, I just wanna my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some
Aiyyo I tryin to jail, somebody post my bail

[convict 2/sadat x] (convict creole)
Yo man shhh, I need new kicks man
(oh what? oh the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at least some man (nigga what!)
Or man, I ain't get no letters man
(you gone be my tonight, what)
forgettin about me man
(I'll poke y'all, come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my
(don't be on the when I get there)
Can't even make collect phone
(mothafucker, ah um!)
Tryin to jam my collect now
(you be mines tonight mothafucker!)
ain't home, nobody wanna write me (mine you hear me!)
I ain't got nuttin to read,
(you'll be tonight mothafucker!)
Ain't nobody put no on my book
(don't fall tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm starvin in
This no fun