Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free

You think Oakland is a city of punks
It only a second, to pop the trunk
And just like you know it's real
You're in the right damn to get killed
It's all about the game, and 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
to be a gangsta but you just ain't lastin
This little is gettin wild as hell
Check the penetentiaries and all the
If they could lock us all up that would be fine
Got my partners Oakland doin serious time
You can't with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mindgame, and you gotta with that
I wake up everyday and I just can't
To make mo money, back 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 makin and knew things would change
Bought a Benz, it might earn respect
But the OPD, found it to accept
I got by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground my hands in sight
Put the handcuffs on I'm in it
Illegal search for about minutes
me, where's the dope
Where's my gun, but I know
I said I'm rappin, they laugh I told a joke
And to this day they think I'm coke

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
Bass so hard you think I'm smokin a
And if I don't smoke it, I to grind
all my stuff, and all you find
Is a pocket full of count seven G's
Now you think I'm sellin keys
I'm a black man, but I run my own business
So why the wanna send me to prison
see a brother makin major cash
They knock a patch out his ass
And the truth, you can't argue you at all
Tryin to give you ten years for a phone
Ain't even 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 what's the Officer this time?
Is havin big money bein black a
Or did you take me to jail, to teach me a
me with somethin, or just ask questions
About the brothers I hang
What's really on in the Oakland town
Tell me who went broke, and who got
But Too $hort baby just no snitch
You say just doin your job
But gettin on my nerves, just like Bob
I hit a corner, I see you
Always brothers what to do
You me up cause I don't know 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 want to be free! (and the truth) Ohhh yeahhh
I to be free! Ohhh yeahhh

Got out of about fo'-fifteen
Walkin down the street like a dopefiend
Had a pocket full of money to play the role
Benz got towed and I was hella
But I ain't trippin, I'm gettin to it now
Handcuffed your boy took me straight
For three warrants, had to catch me sooner or
the five-oh's always tryin to jack a playa
For no reason, wasn't doin nothin
You I'm lyin, singin that same ol song
Well I'm a black man, ridin in a
How in the hell did I make these Here we go
I over to the right
Stop the engine keep my in sight
I start cursin, cause it make sense
Why I run and try to jump a fence
If I was plannin, a smooth
I never stopped in the first place
You'd be high speed chasin me but time you ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat
And I I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue, I won't get nothin
But I ain't mad I'm black

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