Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Your Time

[convict x]
Oh my goodness! what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, it's a
And he got a smirk on his face like 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 can't go home
Fight to see daylight like sylvester
Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the
My family mistake you for an undercover c-o
Last one that tried didn't make it bookin
times in the neck when everybody was lookin

[convict x]
You see the judge, but he budge
That's you're third felony, I strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel
Lost to the world, moms and your girl
your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get time in the tank
Ask hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit rank
They gave him life and now another cat is his wife

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

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

[convict
So my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no matter what it take, we celebrate
Fuck straight, hair braided by this muslim cat
Regulate the yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say "who the fuck is "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin like the feds in the county
facilities, basically 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 niggas ("yeah")
Yeah bitch, to central booking ("yeah")
A sleep-over for pimps, hustlers ("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 ("yeah"), niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop

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

[convict x] (convict 3/kid creole)
Yo man shhh, I need new kicks man
(oh what? oh the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at some money man (nigga what!)
Or something man, I ain't get no man
(you be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas about me man
(I'll poke y'all, don't on the island)
Namsayin, to be my crew
(don't be on the island I get there)
Can't even collect phone calls
(mothafucker, ah um!)
Tryin to jam my calls now
(you will be tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna me (mine you hear me!)
I ain't got to read, yaknamsayin
(you'll be mine mothafucker!)
nobody put no money on my book
(don't asleep tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm in here
This no fun