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

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

I'm trying to it back again, it was an accident
I had my back the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate the jacket it ain't latching and can't lock it
So they stapled my hand to my pants

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

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

Fucking baby, became a model after Colorado
Now all they do is me around 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 sock in it, your fake-ass Tupac image
You faggots ain't tough, you get drunk and become talkative

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

A bunch of shit like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, I'mm high on life
So why on would I need 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 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 tonite
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 girl on fire with a curling iron
Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake, don't get so out of shape
'Cause I out and raped six girl friends

Some people just don't get it, but I let it upset me
they don't know better
They don't know what the fuck its 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 your brain being baked
My shit's still in the oven on 480

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

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 fucking man with a band-aid over his mouth
And his head in the fan blade

Don't ever tell me 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
fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to quit

Hip Hop is now, it's all commercial now
It's a circle full 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 like the night get silent

Either that or booed, 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 confess to every murder I committed 3 years old

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

Fuck that, turn that off
Let's get the fuck out of
You how we do