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 y'all know what this is
what y'all been waiting for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam giving it to you baby
Yo, Eminem show 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 than a
Out of chest before the ambulance came too late to do it

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

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

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

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

I'm enough to fuck a man in his face but I won't
'Cause you'll probably wanna 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 probably the akwardest alcoholic
Walking like a midget a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on block stumbling, mumbling

A bunch of shit like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, I'mm high on life
So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on
Motherfuckers, Shady

Dr Dre
I'm pass the tec

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

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

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

Some people just don't get it, but I let it upset me
they don't 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 mind of own, sometimes I can't find it at home
It in the stove, hello, where you at?
Shit, talk about brain being baked
My shit's in the oven on 480 degrees

Jade, daddy loves 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 that I grew up in you could die for nothing
And Dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit
I'll have a man raped with a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his in the fan blade

ever tell me what I can and what I can't say
Or change of the age range in my fan base
Like I a fuck who's buying this shit
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 of circus clowns up in the circuit now
But now the white kids like it, so tell me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get

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 being judged, fuck it let me see a
I'll to every murder I committed 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, turn shit off
Let's get the out of here
You how we do