Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free

You Oakland California is a city of punks
It only a second, to pop the trunk
And just like that you it's real
You're in the damn town to get killed
It's all the game, and nothin else
You come out here, you better watch
Cause you can what you want, even blue or red
But the wrong 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 be just fine
Got my partners from Oakland doin time
You can't argue with the truth it's hard to be
But it's a mindgame, and you deal with that
I wake up everyday and I just wait
To make mo money, cause in the days
When I rapped, I did the same damn I do now
the microphone, and show you how
But I was broke, the thing I had was game
I started money and knew things would change
Bought a Benz, thought it might earn
But the OPD, found it to accept
I got jacked by the Task and by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in
Put the handcuffs on I'm in it
search for about thirty minutes
Askin me, where's the
my gun, but I don't know
I said I'm rappin, laugh like I told a joke
And to this day they think I'm sellin

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

I be in Oakland California every day of my
so hard you think I'm smokin a pipe
And if I smoke it, I gots to grind
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 wanna me to prison
They see a makin major cash
knock a patch out his black ass
And the truth, you can't argue you at all
to give you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even on the dank smoke
Cause all they wanna find, is and coke
In court all the time tryin to 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 somethin, or just ask questions
the brothers I hang around
What's really goin on in the town
Tell me who went broke, and who got
But Too $hort baby ain't no snitch
You say you're just doin job
But you're gettin on my nerves, like Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin brothers to do
You lock me up cause I know how to act
But I'm down for so I be talkin back
And when I do, you treat me bad as
I'm of spendin 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 money to play the role
got towed and I was hella cold
But I trippin, I'm gettin used to it now
Handcuffed your boy 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, wasn't nothin wrong
You think I'm lyin, that same ol song
Well I'm a black man, in a Benz
How in the hell did I make these Here we go
I pull to the right
Stop the engine my hands in sight
I start cursin, cause it don't make
Why would I run and try to a fence
If I was plannin, a smooth
I never stopped 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 won't get back
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 to be free! Ohhh yeahhh