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 like that you know it's real
You're in the right damn town to get
It's all about the game, and nothin
You come out here, you better watch
Cause you can wear what you want, even 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 lastin
This town is gettin wild as hell
Check the and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that be just fine
Got my partners Oakland doin serious time
You can't argue with the it's hard to be black
But it's a mindgame, and you gotta with that
I wake up everyday and I can't wait
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 money and 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
down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put the handcuffs on I'm in it
Illegal for about thirty minutes
Askin me, where's the
Where's my gun, but I don't
I said I'm rappin, they like I told a joke
And to this day they think I'm coke

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

I be in California every day of my life
Bass so hard you think I'm a pipe
And if I smoke it, I gots to grind
Searched all my stuff, and all you
Is a pocket full of count seven G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin
I'm a black man, but I run my own business
So why the police wanna send me to
They see a brother major cash
knock a patch out his black ass
And the truth, you can't argue you at all
Tryin to give you ten for a phone call
Ain't trippin on the dank smoke
Cause all they wanna find, is guns and
In court all the tryin to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the Officer 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 on in the Oakland town
Tell me who went broke, and who got
But Too $hort baby just ain't no
You say just doin your job
But you're on my nerves, just like Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin what to do
You lock me up cause I know how to act
But I'm for mine so I be talkin back
And when I do, you me bad as hell
I'm sick of nights in jail

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

Got out of jail fo'-fifteen
Walkin down the like a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of money to play the role
Benz got and I was hella cold
But I trippin, I'm gettin used to it now
Handcuffed your boy took me straight
For three warrants, had to me sooner or later
Cause the always tryin to jack a playa
For no reason, doin nothin wrong
You think I'm lyin, singin that ol song
Well I'm a black man, in a Benz
How in the hell did I make these Here we go
I over to the right
Stop the engine keep my hands in
I start cursin, cause it make sense
Why would I run and try to jump a
If I was plannin, a smooth
I never woulda stopped in the first
You'd be high speed chasin me but this 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 G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue, I won't get nothin
But I mad I'm just black

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