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

You Oakland, California, is a city of punks
It only a second to pop the trunk
And just like that, you know real
You're in the right damn to get killed

all about the game and nothin' else
You come out here, you watch yourself
'Cause you can what you want, even 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 ain't
This town is gettin' wild as hell
Check the and all the jails

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

I wake up everyday and I can't wait
To make mo money back 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 thing I had was game
I started makin' money and knew things would
Bought a Benz, thought it earn respect
But the OPD it hard to accept

I got by the [unverified]
Face down on the ground, keep my in sight
Put the on backseat, I'm in it
Illegal for about thirty minutes

me where's the dope
Where's my gun but I know
I said I'm rappin', they 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, every day of my life
Bass so hard, you I'm smokin' a pipe
And if I don't smoke it, I to grind
Searched all my and all you find
Is a pocket full of money, count G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin'

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

And the truth, you can't argue you at all
Tryin' to you ten years for a phone call
Ain't trippin' on the dank smoke
'Cause all they wanna find is and coke

In court all the time, to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the problem officer, this
Is havin' big money, black a crime?

Or did you take me to jail to teach me a
Charge me with or just ask questions
About the brothers I hang
What's really on in the Oakland town?

Tell me who went broke, and who got
But Too $hort baby, ain't no snitch
You say you're just doin' 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 'cause I don't know 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 want to be free, ohh
(And the truth)
I want to be free, ohh

Got out of jail [unverified]
Walkin' the street like a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of money tryin' to the role
Benz got towed and I was hella

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

For no reason, doin nothin wrong
You think I'm lyin', singin' that same ol
Well I'm a black man, in a Benz
How in the hell did I make ends?

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

If I was a smooth getaway
I woulda stopped in the first place
You'd be high speed chasin' me but time you ain't
all I got on me is a big fat bank

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 get nothin' back
But I ain't mad, I'm 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