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 know real
You're in the right town to get killed
It's all the game, and nothin else
You come out here, you watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even or red
But cross the brothers, and end up dead
You catch a full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin to be a but you just ain't lastin
This little is gettin wild as hell
Check the and all the jails
If they lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my partners from doin serious time
You can't with the truth it's hard to be black
But a mindgame, and you gotta deal with that
I wake up everyday and I can't wait
To make mo money, cause in the days
When I rapped, I did the same damn I do now
Grab the microphone, and you how
But I was broke, the only I had was game
I started makin money and knew would change
Bought a Benz, it might earn respect
But the OPD, it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the
Face down on the ground keep my in sight
Put the on backseat I'm in it
Illegal for about thirty minutes
Askin me, where's the
Where's my gun, but I know
I said I'm rappin, they laugh like I told a
And to this day they think I'm sellin

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

I be in Oakland 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 money count G's
Now you wanna I'm sellin keys
Cause I'm a 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 that's the truth, you can't you at all
Tryin to give you ten years for a phone
Ain't even trippin on the dank
Cause all they find, is guns and coke
In court all the time tryin to it
We get rich, we get
So what's the problem Officer time?
Is havin big money bein black a
Or did you me to jail, to teach me a lesson
Charge me with somethin, or just ask
About the I hang around
What's really on in the Oakland town
Tell me who broke, and who got rich
But Too $hort baby just ain't no
You say you're just your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, just Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin brothers to do
You lock me up I don't know how to act
But I'm down for so I be talkin back
And when I do, you me bad as hell
I'm of spendin nights in jail

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

Got out of about fo'-fifteen
down the street like a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of money tryin to play the
Benz got and I was hella cold
But I ain't trippin, I'm used to it now
Handcuffed your boy took me straight
For three warrants, had to catch me sooner or
Cause the five-oh's always tryin to jack a
For no reason, wasn't doin wrong
You I'm lyin, singin that same ol song
I'm a black man, ridin in a Benz
How in the hell did I make these Here we go
I pull over to the
Stop the engine my hands in sight
I start cursin, cause it don't make
Why would I run and try to jump a
If I was plannin, a getaway
I never woulda in the first place
You'd be high speed 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
me donate some G's to the boys in blue
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! yeahhh
I want to be free! Ohhh
I want to be free! Ohhh