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

You Oakland, California, is a city of punks
It only takes a second to pop the
And just that, you know it's real
You're in the right town to get killed

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

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

If they could lock us all up, that would be fine
Got my partners from doin' serious time
You argue with the truth, it's hard to be black
But it's a mindgame and you deal with that

I up everyday and I just can't wait
To mo money 'cause back 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 only I had was game
I started makin' and knew things would change
a Benz, thought it might earn respect
But the OPD it hard to accept

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

Askin' me where's the
Where's my gun but I don't
I said I'm rappin', they like I told a joke
And to this day they think I'm coke

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

I be in Oakland, California every day of my
Bass so hard, you I'm smokin' a pipe
And if I don't it, I gots to grind
Searched all my and all you find
Is a pocket full of money, seven G's
Now you wanna I'm sellin' keys

I'm a black man, but I run my own business
So why the police wanna me to prison
They see a brother makin' major
They knock a 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 they wanna is guns 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, bein' a crime?

Or did you me to jail to teach me a lesson
Charge me with somethin' or just ask
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 your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, like Bob

Every I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' what to do
You lock me up 'cause I don't 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 spendin' nights in

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

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

But I ain't trippin', I'm used to it now
Handcuffed, your boy took me straight
For warrants, had to catch me sooner or later
'Cause the always tryin' to jack a playa

For no reason, wasn't nothin wrong
You I'm lyin', singin' that same ol song
Well I'm a man, ridin' in a Benz
How in the hell did I make these

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

If I was plannin' a getaway
I woulda 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 I don't get robbed by you know who
me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue, I get nothin' back
But I ain't mad, I'm just

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