Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free

You Oakland California is a city of punks
It takes a second, to pop the trunk
And just like that you it's real
You're in the right town to get killed
all about the game, and nothin else
You come out here, you watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even or red
But the wrong brothers, and end up dead
You catch a full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin to be a gangsta but you just ain't
This little is gettin wild as hell
Check the penetentiaries and all the
If could lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my partners from doin serious time
You argue with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mindgame, and you gotta deal with
I wake up everyday and I 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 only thing I had was
I makin money and knew things would change
Bought a Benz, it might earn respect
But the OPD, found it to accept
I got jacked by the Task and by the Vice
Face down on the ground my hands in sight
Put the on backseat I'm in it
Illegal search for about minutes
me, where's the dope
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 sellin

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

I be in California every day of my life
Bass so you think 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 wanna think I'm keys
Cause I'm a man, but I run my own business
So why the police wanna me to prison
They see a brother major cash
They a patch out his black ass
And the truth, you can't argue you at all
Tryin to you ten years for a phone call
even trippin on the dank smoke
Cause all they find, is guns and coke
In court all the tryin to fight it
We get rich, we get
So the problem Officer this time?
Is havin big money black a crime?
Or did you me to jail, to teach me a lesson
me with somethin, or just ask questions
About the I hang around
really goin 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 gettin on my nerves, just like Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always brothers what to do
You lock me up cause I don't 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 to be free! Ohhh yeahhh

Got out of jail fo'-fifteen
Walkin down the street a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of tryin to play the role
got towed and I was hella cold
But I ain't trippin, I'm gettin to it now
Handcuffed your boy took me straight
For three warrants, had to me sooner or later
Cause the five-oh's always tryin to a playa
For no reason, wasn't nothin wrong
You think I'm lyin, singin that same ol
Well I'm a black man, ridin in a
How in the hell did I make these Here we go
I pull over to the
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 speed chasin me but this time you ain't
all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you who
Make me donate some G's to the in blue
And if I sue, I won't get nothin
But I ain't mad I'm just

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