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 been for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam Records giving it to you
Yo, Eminem show these fuckers what time it is, baby

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

I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an
I had my back the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate the straight it ain't latching and can't lock it
So stapled 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 is aching, I'm dedicated to medication
But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? on

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

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

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

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

A bunch of dumb shit my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, I'mm just on life
So why on earth would I drugs, when 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
it moving, off and on, Eminem is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

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

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

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

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

Hailey Jade, daddy loves you
Don't tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you, lady
You critics criticize but couldnt visualize
lives through a criminal's eyes

The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for
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 head in the fan

Don't ever me what I can and what I can't say
Or change of the age range in my fan base
Like I give a fuck 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 like it, so they me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's the night get silent

that or booed, thats why I keep an attitude
And go to sleep 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 locked up
Then I might not home tonight
Keep it moving, off and on, is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

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