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

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

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

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

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

Anyway I got with Dre, what 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 mother's fucking 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 bitch and beat my in public
Suck my dick,

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

fight?
I'm the akwardest alcoholic talking
like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on block stumbling, mumbling

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

Dr Dre
I'm drunk the tec

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

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

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

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

My mind's got a mind of it's own, 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 me how to raise my daughter fuck you, lady
You critics criticize but couldnt visualize
Individuals lives through a criminal's

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

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

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

Either that or booed, why I keep an attitude
And go to with it and wake up with it every afternoon
I'm sick of judged, fuck it let me see a judge
confess to every 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

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