Luyện nghe bài hát I Want to Be Free

You think California is a city of punks
It only takes a second to pop the
And just like that you know real
You're in the right damn to get killed
It's all about the game and else
You come out here, you better yourself
'Cuz you can what you want, even blue or red
But the wrong brothers and end up dead

You catch a body of bullets and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you ain't lastin'
This little town is gettin' wild as
the penitentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that would be fine
Got my partners from Oakland doin' serious
You can't argue with the truth, it's hard to be
But it's a mind game and you gotta deal with

I wake up everyday and I can't wait
To make mo money 'cuz in the days
When I rapped, I did the same thing I do now
Grab the and show you how
But I was broke, the thing I had was game
I started makin' money and knew would change
Bought a Benz, thought it might earn
But the OPD, found it hard to

I got jacked by the Task and by the Vice
Face down on the keep my hands in sight
Put the handcuffs on I'm in it
Illegal search for about thirty
Askin' me where's the
my gun, but I don't know
I said I'm rappin', they laugh I told a joke
And to this day they I'm sellin' coke

I want to be free, ohh
(And the truth)
I want to be free, ohh

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 and all you find
Is a pocket full of money seven G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin'
'Cuz I'm a man, but I run my own business
So why the police send me to prison

see a brother makin' major cash
They a patch out his black ass
And the truth, you can't argue you at all
to give you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even trippin' on the smoke
'Cuz all they wanna is guns and coke
In court all the time tryin' to 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
Charge me with somethin' or ask questions
the brothers I hang around
What's really goin' on in the town
Tell me who went broke and who got
But Too $hort baby just no snitch

You say you're just your job
But you're on my nerves, just like Bob
Every I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers to do
You lock me up 'cuz I don't how to act
But I'm down for mine so I be back
And I do, you treat me bad as hell
I'm sick of nights in jail

I to be free, ohh yeah
(And the truth)
I to be free, ohh yeah

Got out of jail about
Walkin' down the street like a broke
Had a pocket full of money tryin' to the role
got towed and I was hella cold
But I ain't trippin', I'm used to it now
your boy, took me straight downtown
For warrants, had to catch me sooner or later
'Cuz the five-oh's tryin' to jack a playa

For no reason, wasn't doin' wrong
You think I'm lyin', singin' that same ol'
Well, I'm a man ridin' in a Benz
How in the hell did I make ends? Here we go
I pull over to the
Stop the engine, keep my hands in
I start cursin' it don't make sense
Why I run and try to jump a fence

If I was plannin' a smooth
I never woulda stopped in the first
You'd be high 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 back
But I ain't mad, I'm black

I want to be free, ohh
I to be free, ohh yeah
I to be free, ohh yeah
I want to be free, ohh