Luyện nghe bài hát If I Get Locked up Tonite

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, Dr. Dre up in y'all 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 these fuckers what time it is, baby

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

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

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

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

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

fight?
I'm probably the alcoholic 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 buzzed, I'mm just high on life
So why on would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites?
Motherfuckers, Slim

Dr Dre
I'm drunk the tec

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

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

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

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

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

Hailey Jade, loves you baby
ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you, lady
You critics wanna criticize but visualize
lives through a criminal's eyes

The neighborhood I grew up in you could die for nothing
And Dirty 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

Don't ever tell me I can and what I can't say
Or change 'cause of the age range in my fan
Like I give a who's buying this shit
Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm to quit

Hip Hop is universal now, all commercial now
It's like a full of circus 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 like the 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, it let me see a judge
I'll confess to every I committed since 3 years old

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

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