Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Your Time

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

1/xzibit]
What you in for, under the sun
Recently, got me degree wit a hot gun
That's my third strike, so xzibit go home
Fight to see daylight like stallone
Don't ask too many 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 everybody was lookin

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 steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your
Keep your up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get time in the tank
Ask hank, he to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now cat is fuckin his wife

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

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

1/xzibit]
So it's my birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no matter what it take, we gotta
Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the
say "who the fuck is that? "
The x-man, rowdy, treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, you don't wanna fuck wit these
Murders and felonies you company ("yeah!")

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

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

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

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