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 smirk on his face like all of that
Yeah, well we gone see it is

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

2/sadat x]
You see the judge, but he budge
That's you're third felony, I believe three
and stranded, to the cold 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 more in the tank
Ask hank, he to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his

1/xzibit]
Just because I'm down 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 wit the two's in the side
If you a mothafucker, you'll be fallin wit mine
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we got time
We're I'm from, time is money and got neither to
in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong place
Beat him down, the strongest hand, piss in his face
fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a case
Low-class, got a dozen free pass
Plus the c-order wanna give me some ass

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

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

[convict creole]
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 blood on your ? married
Kitten-ass ("yeah"), niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop

[convict x]
I'm all good, as I telephone my
At first I was shook, to play by the book
But you can't bid your time by stayin in the
I'm gettin high like I was still on the corner
Where I'm in fat pink caps, new to california
Makin deals for mills, cigarette lottos
cats pills, and tell em "yo try those!"
Niggas try to 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
Ain't you got to be the wildest mothafucker
Use control, put a cat in whole if he's
And let em know, I just wanna my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some
Aiyyo I ain't to jail, somebody post my bail

[convict x] (convict 3/kid creole)
Yo man shhh, I need some new man
(oh oh shut the fuck up!)
got some at least some money man (nigga what!)
Or something man, I ain't get no man
(you be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas forgettin me man
(I'll poke y'all, don't on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my
(don't be on the island I get there)
Can't make collect phone calls
(mothafucker, ah um!)
to jam my collect calls now
(you be mines tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna write me (mine you me!)
I got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
(you'll be mine mothafucker!)
Ain't nobody put no money on my
(don't fall tonight bitch!)
It's I'm starvin in here
This no fun