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 here y'all know what is
It's y'all been waiting for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam giving it to you baby
Yo, Eminem show these mother 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 I'd pull it, faster than a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest the ambulance came too late to do it

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

The cell's padded and battered 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 sedadation? Come on

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

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

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

fight?
I'm probably the alcoholic talking
Walking like a midget 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 earth would I drugs, when I can fly on kites?
Motherfuckers, Slim

Dr Dre
I'm drunk the tec

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

'Cause if I get up tonite
Then I not come 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 girl on fire with a curling iron
Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake, get so bent out of shape
'Cause I went out and raped six friends

Some people just don't get it, but I won't let it me
'Cause don't know better
They don't what 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 it's own, sometimes I can't it at home
It in the stove, hello, where you at?
Shit, talk your brain being baked
My still 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 wanna criticize but couldnt
lives through a criminal's eyes

The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for
And Dirty Dozen watches me so try some dumb shit
I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid his mouth
And his head 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
Like I 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 circus up in the circuit now
But now the white like 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 keep an
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 committed 3 years old

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

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