Luyện nghe bài hát I Want to Be Free

You think Oakland is a city of punks
It only takes a second to pop the
And just like you know it's real
You're in the damn town to get killed
It's all the game and nothin' else
You out here, you better watch yourself
'Cuz you can wear you want, even blue or red
But cross the wrong brothers and end up

You catch a body full of and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just lastin'
This little is gettin' wild as hell
the penitentiaries and all the jails
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 mind game and you gotta deal that

I wake up everyday and I just wait
To make mo money 'cuz back in the
When I rapped, I did the damn 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, it might earn respect
But the OPD, found it hard to

I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the
down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put the handcuffs on I'm in it
Illegal search for about thirty
me where's the dope
Where's my gun, but I don't
I said I'm rappin', they laugh like I told a
And to day they think I'm sellin' coke

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

I be in Oakland California every day of my
Bass so hard, you I'm smokin' a pipe
And if I don't smoke it, I gots to
Searched all my stuff and all you
Is a pocket of money count seven G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin'
'Cuz I'm a black man, but I run my own
So why the police send me to prison

They see a brother makin' cash
They knock a patch out his ass
And that's the truth, you can't you at all
to give you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even trippin' on the dank
'Cuz all they wanna find is guns and
In court all the time tryin' to it
We get rich, we get

So what's the problem Officer this
Is havin' big bein' black a crime?
Or did you me to jail, to teach me a lesson
Charge me with somethin' or ask questions
About the brothers I hang
really goin' on in the Oakland town
Tell me who broke and who got rich
But Too $hort baby just no snitch

You say you're doin your job
But you're on my nerves, just like Bob
time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' what to do
You me up 'cuz I don't know how to act
But I'm for mine 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, 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 play the
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
'Cuz the five-oh's tryin' to jack a playa

For no reason, wasn't doin' wrong
You think I'm lyin', that same ol' song
Well, I'm a man ridin' in a Benz
How in the did I make these ends? Here we go
I pull over to the
Stop the engine, keep my 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 stopped in the first place
be high speed chasin' me but this time you ain't
'Cuz all I got on me is a big fat
And I hope I get robbed by you know who
Make me some 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, ohh yeah
I want to be free, ohh
I to be free, ohh yeah
I want to be free, ohh