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 know what this is
It's what y'all waiting for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam giving it to you baby
Yo, Eminem show these mother fuckers what it is, baby

I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars,
Now if I only had some hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest before the came too late 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 stapled my hand to my pockets

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

Anyway I got down Dre, what up?
The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to
Running up and the street screaming, "Fuck the police"
When you still had your mother's fucking stuck in your teeth

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

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

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

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

Dr Dre
I'm pass the tec

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

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

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

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

My mind's got a of it's own, sometimes I can't find it at home
It in the stove, hello, where you at?
Shit, talk about your 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 wanna but couldnt visualize
Individuals lives a criminal's eyes

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

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

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 like it, so they me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get

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

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

Fuck that, that shit off
get the fuck out of here
You how we do