Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free

You think Oakland California is a of punks
It only takes a second, to pop the
And like that you know it's real
You're in the right town to get killed
It's all the game, and nothin else
You out here, you better watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, blue or red
But the wrong brothers, and end up dead
You a body full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin to be a gangsta but you just lastin
This little town is gettin wild as
the penetentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that be just fine
Got my partners Oakland 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 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 money and knew things would change
a Benz, thought it might earn respect
But the OPD, found it hard to
I got jacked by the and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the keep my hands in sight
Put the on backseat I'm in it
Illegal search for thirty minutes
Askin me, the dope
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 want to be free! (and that's the truth) Ohhh
I to be free! Ohhh yeahhh

I be in Oakland every day of my life
Bass so you think I'm smokin a pipe
And if I don't smoke it, I to grind
Searched all my stuff, and all you
Is a pocket full of money seven G's
Now you think I'm sellin keys
Cause I'm a man, but I run my own business
So why the police wanna me to prison
They see a brother makin major
knock a patch out his black ass
And that's the truth, you argue you at all
Tryin to give you ten years for a call
even trippin on the dank smoke
Cause all wanna find, is guns and coke
In court all the time to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the problem Officer this
Is big money bein black a crime?
Or did you take me to jail, to teach me a
me with somethin, or just ask questions
About the I hang around
What's goin on in the Oakland town
me who went broke, and who got rich
But Too $hort baby just ain't no
You say you're doin your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, 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 treat me bad as
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
down the street like a broke dopefiend
Had a full of money tryin 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 downtown
For warrants, had to catch me sooner or later
Cause the five-oh's always tryin to a playa
For no reason, wasn't doin nothin
You I'm lyin, singin that same ol song
Well I'm a black man, in a Benz
How in the hell did I these ends? Here we go
I pull to the right
Stop the engine my hands in sight
I start cursin, cause it don't make
Why I run and try to jump a fence
If I was plannin, a getaway
I never woulda stopped in the place
be high speed chasin me but this time you ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat
And I hope I get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in
And if I sue, I won't get back
But I ain't mad I'm 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