Luyện nghe bài hát If I Get Locked up Tonite

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

I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars,
Now if I only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, than a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest 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 chopped it off in
I hate the straight it ain't latching and can't lock it
So they stapled my hand to my pants

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

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

Fucking baby, became a role model Colorado
Now all they do is me around and holla, "Bravo"
Hell yeah, I punch my bitch and 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 in his place
So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass Tupac
You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and talkative

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

A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle
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

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

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

The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a 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
'Cause they know better
They don't know what the 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, I can't find it at home
It hides in the stove, hello, you at?
Shit, about your brain being baked
My shit's in the oven on 480 degrees

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

The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for
And Dirty watches over me so try some dumb shit
I'll have a fucking man raped a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his in the fan blade

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

Hip Hop is universal now, all commercial now
It's like a circle full of 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, thats why I an attitude
And go to with 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 murder I since 3 years old

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

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