Luyện nghe bài hát I Want to Be Free

You think California is a city of punks
It only takes a to pop the trunk
And just like that you know real
in the right damn town to get killed
It's all about the and nothin' else
You come out here, you better watch
'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
to be a gangsta but you just ain't lastin'
This little town is gettin' as hell
Check the and all the jails
If they could us all up that would be just fine
Got my partners Oakland doin' serious time
You can't argue with the truth, hard to be black
But it's a mind and you gotta deal with that

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

I got by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the keep my hands in sight
Put the handcuffs on I'm in it
Illegal search for about minutes
Askin' me the dope
my gun, but I don't 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, ohh
(And the truth)
I to be free, ohh yeah

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

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

So what's the problem Officer time?
Is big money bein' black a crime?
Or did you take me to jail, to teach me a
Charge me with somethin' or just ask
About the brothers I hang
What's really goin' on in the town
Tell me who went and who got rich
But Too $hort just ain't no snitch

You say you're just doin job
But you're gettin on my nerves, like Bob
Every I hit a corner, I see you
Always brothers what to do
You me up 'cuz 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, ohh
(And the truth)
I to be free, ohh yeah

Got out of about fo'-fifteen
Walkin' down the 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
your boy, took me straight downtown
For warrants, had to catch me sooner or later
'Cuz the five-oh's always tryin' to jack a

For no reason, wasn't doin' nothin'
You think I'm lyin', that same ol' song
Well, I'm a black man ridin' in a
How in the hell did I make these ends? we go
I over to the right
Stop the engine, my hands in sight
I start cursin' 'cuz it don't make
Why would I run and try to jump a

If I was plannin' a smooth
I never woulda in the first place
You'd be high speed chasin' me but time you ain't
'Cuz all I got on me is a big fat
And I hope I don't get by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in
And if I sue, I get nothin' back
But I ain't mad, I'm just

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