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

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

You a body full of bullets and get blasted
to be a gangsta but you just ain't lastin'
This town is gettin' wild as hell
Check the and all the jails

If they could lock us all up, that would be just
Got my partners from doin' 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 up everyday and I just can't wait
To make mo 'cause back in the days
When I rapped, I did the same thing I do now
Grab the and show you how

But I was broke, the thing I had was game
I started makin' money and knew would change
Bought a Benz, thought it might earn
But the OPD found it to accept

I got by the [unverified]
down 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
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 want to be free, ohh

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

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

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

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

Or did you take me to jail to 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 went broke, and who got
But Too $hort baby, ain't no snitch
You say you're just doin' job
But you're gettin on my nerves, just Bob

Every I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers to do
You me up 'cause I don't 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 sick of nights in jail

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

Got out of jail [unverified]
Walkin' down the street like a broke
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 me straight 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 nothin 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 make ends?

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

If I was plannin' a smooth
I woulda stopped in the first place
You'd be high 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 some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue, I get nothin' back
But I ain't mad, I'm black

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