Luyện nghe bài hát If I Get Locked up Tonite

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wanna
I'm probably the alcoholic talking
Walking like a midget with a 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 on life
So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on
Motherfuckers, Slim

Dr Dre
I'm drunk the tec

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

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

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

Some people just get it, but I won't let it upset me
'Cause they know better
They don't what the fuck its like to be so fed up
And fed so many uppers down and won't 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, about your brain being baked
My shit's still in the oven on 480

Hailey Jade, daddy you baby
Don't ever tell me how to raise my 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 over me so try some dumb
I'll have a fucking man raped with a over his mouth
And his head in the fan blade

Don't tell 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 who's buying shit
Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to

Hip Hop is universal now, it's all now
It's like a circle full of circus 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 sleep with it and wake up it every afternoon
I'm sick of being judged, it let me see a judge
confess to every murder I committed since 3 years old

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

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