Luyện nghe bài hát I Want To Be Free (That's The Truth)

You Oakland, California, is a city of punks
It takes a second to pop the trunk
And just like that, you know it's
You're in the right town to get killed

It's all about the and nothin' else
You come out here, you better watch
'Cause you can wear what you want, even or red
But cross the brothers and end up dead

You catch a full of bullets and get blasted
Tryin' to be a but you just ain't lastin'
This little is gettin' wild as hell
the penetentiaries and all the jails

If they could lock us all up, that would be fine
Got my partners from Oakland serious time
You can't with the truth, it's hard to be black
But a mindgame and you gotta deal with that

I wake up and I just can't wait
To make mo money 'cause in the days
When I rapped, I did the same damn I do now
Grab the microphone and you how

But I was broke, the only I had was game
I makin' money and knew things would change
Bought a Benz, thought it earn respect
But the OPD found it hard to

I got jacked by the
down on the ground, keep my hands in sight
Put the on backseat, I'm in it
Illegal search for about thirty

me where's the dope
Where's my gun but I know
I said I'm rappin', they laugh like I told a
And to this day they think I'm coke

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

I be in Oakland, California day of my life
Bass so hard, you think I'm smokin' a
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

I'm a black man, but I run my own business
So why the police wanna send me to
They see a makin' major cash
They a patch out his black ass

And that's the truth, you argue you at all
to give you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even on the dank smoke
'Cause all they wanna find is guns and

In all the time, tryin' to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the problem officer, 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
the brothers I hang around?
What's really goin' on in the town?

me who went broke, and who got rich
But Too $hort baby, ain't no snitch
You say you're just your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, just Bob

Every I hit a corner, I see you
Always brothers what to do
You lock me up I don't know how to act
But I'm down for mine, so I be back
And when I do, you me bad as hell
I'm sick of spendin' in jail

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

Got out of about [unverified]
Walkin' down the like a broke dopefiend
Had a full of money tryin' to play the role
got towed and I was hella cold

But I ain't trippin', I'm used to it now
Handcuffed, boy took me straight downtown
For three warrants, had to me sooner or later
'Cause the five-oh's always tryin' to a playa

For no reason, wasn't doin wrong
You think I'm lyin', singin' same ol song
Well I'm a man, ridin' in a Benz
How in the hell did I these ends?

Here we go, I pull to the right
Stop the engine, keep my in sight
I start cursin' 'cause it don't sense
Why I run and try to jump a fence

If I was plannin' a smooth
I never stopped in the first 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 don't get robbed by you who
me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue, I get nothin' back
But I ain't mad, I'm just

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