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 like that, you know it's real
You're in the right town to get killed

all about the game and nothin' else
You come out here, you watch yourself
'Cause you can wear what you want, even or red
But cross the wrong and end up dead

You catch a body full of bullets and get
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 us all up, that would be just fine
Got my partners from Oakland serious time
You can't argue with the truth, 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
I rapped, I did the same damn 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, it might 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 search for thirty minutes

me where's the dope
Where's my gun but I don't
I said I'm rappin', they laugh like I a joke
And to this day they I'm sellin' 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 think I'm 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, seven G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin'

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

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

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

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

me who went broke, and who got rich
But Too $hort baby, just 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 tellin' what to do
You lock me up 'cause I know how to act
But I'm down for mine, so I be back
And when I do, you treat me bad as
I'm of spendin' 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 like a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of money tryin' to the role
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
'Cause the five-oh's always tryin' to jack a

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

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

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

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