Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free

You think Oakland California is a of punks
It only takes a second, to pop the
And just like that you know it's
You're in the right town to get killed
all about the game, and nothin else
You come out here, you better watch
Cause you can wear you want, even blue or red
But cross the wrong brothers, and end up
You catch a body full of bullets, and get
Tryin to be a but you just ain't lastin
This little town is wild as hell
Check the and all the jails
If could lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my from Oakland doin serious time
You can't with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mindgame, and you deal with that
I wake up and I just can't wait
To make mo money, cause back in the
I rapped, I did the same damn thing I do now
Grab the microphone, and you how
But I was broke, the thing I had was game
I started makin and knew things would change
Bought a Benz, thought it might earn
But the OPD, it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my in sight
Put the on backseat I'm in it
search for about thirty minutes
Askin me, the dope
Where's my gun, but I know
I said I'm rappin, laugh like I told a joke
And to day they think I'm sellin coke

I want to be free! (and the truth) Ohhh yeahhh
I to be free! Ohhh yeahhh

I be in Oakland California day of my life
Bass so you think I'm smokin a pipe
And if I smoke it, I gots to grind
Searched all my stuff, and all you
Is a full of money count seven G's
Now you think I'm sellin keys
I'm a black man, but I run my own business
So why the police send me to prison
They see a brother makin cash
They knock a patch out his ass
And the truth, you can't argue you at all
to give you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even trippin on the dank
Cause all they find, is guns and coke
In court all the tryin to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the problem this time?
Is big money bein black a crime?
Or did you take me to jail, to me a lesson
Charge me with somethin, or ask questions
About the brothers I hang
What's really goin on in the town
Tell me who broke, and who got rich
But Too $hort just ain't no snitch
You say you're doin your job
But you're on my nerves, just like Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always brothers what to do
You lock me up I don't know how to act
But I'm down for so I be talkin back
And I do, you treat me bad as hell
I'm sick of nights in jail

I to be free! (and that's the truth) Ohhh yeahhh
I want to be free! yeahhh

Got out of jail about
Walkin down the street like a dopefiend
Had a pocket of money tryin to play the role
Benz got and I was hella cold
But I trippin, I'm gettin used to it now
Handcuffed boy took me straight downtown
For three warrants, had to catch me or later
the five-oh's always tryin to jack a playa
For no reason, doin nothin wrong
You think I'm lyin, singin that ol song
I'm a black man, ridin in a Benz
How in the did I make these ends? Here we go
I over to the right
Stop the keep my hands in sight
I start cursin, cause it don't sense
Why I run and try to jump a fence
If I was plannin, a smooth
I never woulda in the first place
You'd be high speed chasin me but this you ain't
all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in
And if I sue, I get nothin back
But I mad I'm just black

I want to be free! yeahhh
I want to be free! Ohhh
I to be free! Ohhh yeahhh
I to be free! Ohhh yeahhh