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 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 watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even or red
But cross the wrong brothers, and end up
You a body full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin to be a but you just ain't lastin
This little town is gettin wild as
Check the penetentiaries and all the
If they lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my from Oakland doin serious time
You can't argue with the truth it's to be black
But it's a mindgame, and you gotta deal with
I wake up everyday and I just can't
To mo money, cause back in the days
When I rapped, I did the same thing I do now
the microphone, and show you how
But I was broke, the thing I had was game
I started makin money and knew things would
Bought a Benz, thought it might earn
But the OPD, found it hard to
I got by the Task and jacked by the Vice
down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put the on backseat I'm in it
search for about thirty minutes
Askin me, where's the
Where's my gun, but I know
I I'm rappin, they laugh like I told a joke
And to day they think I'm sellin coke

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

I be in Oakland every day of my life
so hard you think I'm smokin a pipe
And if I don't it, I gots to grind
Searched all my stuff, and all you
Is a full of money count seven G's
Now you think I'm sellin keys
Cause I'm a black man, but I run my own
So why the wanna send me to prison
They see a 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 call
Ain't even trippin on the dank
Cause all they wanna find, is guns and
In court all the time tryin to 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
Charge me somethin, or just ask questions
About the brothers I 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 gettin on my nerves, like 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 treat me bad as
I'm sick of nights in jail

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

Got out of jail fo'-fifteen
down the street like a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of tryin 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 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 doin wrong
You think I'm lyin, singin that ol song
I'm a black man, ridin in a Benz
How in the hell did I make ends? Here we go
I pull over to the
Stop the keep my hands in sight
I start cursin, it don't make sense
Why would I run and try to jump a
If I was plannin, a getaway
I never woulda stopped in the first
You'd be speed chasin me but this 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 get nothin back
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