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

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

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

You catch a full of bullets and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just lastin'
This little is gettin' wild as hell
the penetentiaries and all the jails

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

I wake up and I just 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 only thing I had was
I started makin' money and knew would change
Bought a Benz, it might earn respect
But the OPD found it hard to

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

Askin' me the dope
my gun but I don't know
I said I'm rappin', they laugh like I a joke
And to this day they think I'm coke

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

I be in Oakland, California every day of my
Bass so hard, you I'm smokin' 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 keys

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

And that's the truth, you can't you at all
Tryin' to you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even trippin' on the dank
'Cause all 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 havin' big money, bein' black a

Or did you take me to jail to me a lesson
Charge me with somethin' or just ask
About the brothers I hang
What's really goin' on in the Oakland

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

time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' what to do
You lock me up 'cause I 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 of spendin' nights in jail

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

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

But I trippin', I'm gettin' used to it now
Handcuffed, your boy took me straight
For three warrants, had to me sooner or later
'Cause the five-oh's always to jack a playa

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

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

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

And I I don't get robbed by you know 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 to be free, ohh yeah
I want to be free, ohh
I want to be free, ohh
I want to be free, ohh