Luyện nghe bài hát If I Get Locked Up Tonight ( With Dr.Dre)

Check, check 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, rolling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Dr. Dre up in here y'all know what is
what y'all been waiting for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam Records it to you baby
Yo, Eminem these mother fuckers what time it is, baby

I used to be a man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit
Now if I only had fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too to do it

I'm trying to it back again, it was an accident
I had my against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate the straight jacket it ain't latching and can't it
So they my hand to my pants pockets

The padded and battered like someone else had it
Before me, and kept throwing they fucking selfs at it
My head is aching, I'm to medication
But med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? Come on

Anyway I got down with Dre, up?
The first man who taught me how the glock to spray
up and down the street screaming, "Fuck the police"
When you still had your fucking nipple stuck in your teeth

baby, became a role model after Colorado
Now all they do is follow me and holla, "Bravo"
Hell yeah, I punch my and beat my kids in public
my dick, bitch

I'm enough to fuck a man in his face but I won't
'Cause probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, with fake-ass Tupac image
You ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative

Wanna
I'm the akwardest alcoholic talking
Walking a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your stumbling, mumbling

A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk does
I ain't buzzed, I'mm just on life
So why on would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites?
Motherfuckers, Slim

Dr Dre
I'm pass the tec

if I get locked up tonite
Then I might not home tonite
it moving, off and on, Eminem is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

'Cause if I get locked up
Then I not come home tonite
it moving, off and on, Eminem is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

The whole entire world can sit and like a whirling tire
I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling
I'm just joking, for christ sake, don't get so bent out of shape
'Cause I went out and six girl friends

Some people just don't get it, but I let it upset me
'Cause they don't better
They don't know the fuck its like to be so fed up
And fed so uppers you're down and won't get up

My got a mind of it's own, sometimes I can't find it at home
It in the stove, hello, where you at?
Shit, about your brain being baked
My still in the oven on 480 degrees

Hailey Jade, daddy you baby
Don't ever tell me how to my daughter fuck you, lady
You wanna criticize but couldnt visualize
Individuals lives a criminal's eyes

The neighborhood I grew up in you could die for nothing
And Dirty Dozen watches over me so try some shit
I'll have a fucking man with a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his in the fan blade

Don't ever tell me what I can and what I say
Or change 'cause of the age in my fan base
I give a fuck who's buying this shit
Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to

Hip Hop is now, it's all commercial now
It's like a circle full of clowns up in the circuit now
But now the white kids it, so they tell me I can buy it
But as as I get on the mic it's like the night get silent

Either that or booed, thats why I an attitude
And go to sleep with it and up with it every afternoon
I'm sick of being judged, fuck it let me see a
I'll confess to murder I committed since 3 years old

'Cause if I get up tonight
Then I might not come home
Keep it moving, off and on, is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

that, turn that shit off
Let's get the fuck out of
You how we do