Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free

You think Oakland California is a city of
It only takes a second, to pop the
And just like that you know real
You're in the right town to get killed
It's all about the game, and nothin
You come out here, you better watch
you can wear what you want, even blue or red
But cross the brothers, and end up dead
You catch a body of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin to be a gangsta but you just ain't
This little is gettin wild as hell
the penetentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that would be just
Got my partners from Oakland doin time
You can't argue with the truth it's to be black
But a mindgame, and you gotta deal with that
I wake up everyday and I just can't
To make mo money, cause in the days
I rapped, I did the same damn thing I do now
Grab the microphone, and you how
But I was broke, the only thing I had was
I started makin and knew things would change
a Benz, thought it might earn respect
But the OPD, found it hard to
I got jacked by the and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground my hands in sight
Put the on backseat I'm in it
Illegal search for thirty minutes
me, where's the dope
Where's my gun, but I know
I said I'm rappin, they laugh like I told a
And to this day they I'm sellin coke

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

I be in Oakland California every day of my
Bass so hard you I'm smokin a pipe
And if I don't smoke it, I gots to
all my stuff, and all you find
Is a pocket full of money count 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
see a brother makin major cash
They knock a patch out his ass
And that's the truth, you can't you at all
Tryin to give you ten for a phone call
Ain't even trippin on the dank
Cause all they find, is guns and coke
In all the time tryin to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the problem Officer this
Is havin big bein black a crime?
Or did you take me to jail, to teach me a
me with somethin, or just ask questions
About the brothers I around
What's really goin on in the town
Tell me who went broke, and who got
But Too baby just ain't no snitch
You say just doin your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, like Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin brothers to do
You me up cause I don't know how to act
But I'm down for mine so I be talkin
And when I do, you me bad as hell
I'm sick of nights in jail

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

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

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