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 been waiting for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam giving it to you baby
Yo, Eminem show these fuckers what time 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, faster a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest before the came too late to do it

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

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

Anyway I got 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 fucking nipple stuck in your teeth

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

I'm sick 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, with your fake-ass image
You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and talkative

Wanna
I'm probably the akwardest talking
Walking like a midget with a in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumbling,

A bunch of dumb 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, Slim

Dr Dre
I'm pass the tec

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

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

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

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

The neighborhood that I up in you could die for nothing
And Dirty Dozen over me so try some dumb shit
I'll a fucking man raped with a band-aid 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 'cause of the age range in my fan
I give a fuck who's buying this shit
Quit fucking buying it, I'm bitch, I'm dying 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 it, so they tell me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get

Either or booed, thats why I keep an attitude
And go to with it and wake up with it every afternoon
I'm of being judged, fuck 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
get the fuck out of here
You how we do