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
in the right damn town to get killed

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

You catch a body of bullets and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just lastin'
This town is gettin' wild as hell
Check the 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 argue with the truth, it's to be black
But it's a mindgame and you gotta deal that

I wake up everyday and I can't wait
To make mo 'cause 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 money and knew things would change
Bought a Benz, thought it might 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 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 want to be free, ohh

I be in Oakland, California every day of my
Bass so hard, you think I'm a pipe
And if I smoke it, I gots to grind
all my stuff and all you find
Is a pocket of money, count seven G's
Now you wanna I'm sellin' keys

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

And the truth, you can't argue 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, to fight it
We get rich, we get
So what's the officer, this time?
Is havin' big money, black a crime?

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

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

Every I hit a corner, I see you
Always brothers what to do
You me up 'cause I don't know how to act
But I'm down for mine, so I be talkin'
And when I do, you 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 [unverified]
Walkin' down the street a broke dopefiend
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 downtown
For three warrants, had to catch me sooner or
the five-oh's always tryin' to jack a playa

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

we go, I pull over 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 getaway
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 by you know who
me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue, I won't get back
But I mad, I'm just black

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