Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Joliet Facility
you have a collect call inmate
this is Tucker
to accept this please press 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me speak to
who me on besides all the drama
the took me in but then they took me under
I suffer another number
I wonder if I could conquer dis criminal built to

the of men
when guards come in the bars and the pen
I I'm in hell and its hard to win
I up late lying in the dark for me
thinking bout the night the police marching in
its they wouldn't stop barging in
momma what mob I'm in
try left us some scars within
fighting back the lyrics of a favorite him
its over now hold a child
mold a child scold a child or own a a soldier now
baby your tears
a teacher mold ya peers
let em know its in here
this ain't the way to spend them years
I'm over the of the world
no longer pearl in here
its all them older cats school me to the game
I'm all ears no mo or any cold beers
the famous disappear

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they run up in my
and you from my world
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain that your going
[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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sometimes I lay back in my crying
blind but I hope I make it through this jail time
trying to stay but I heard they mad me panic before
I guess thats what I got my family for bars

[Turtle
I'm outta time
momma yet
my little brother let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
stay in the books them streets is a
posing as hustlers exposing the brothers controlling
the
struggle by any
brutality got the police running like the
our need more hugs instead of the slugs the guns the

got crime on killing the the spirits above
drop a warning sigh its only
but all I think about is 85 good times
give us her last dime
icey you drop yours I give you mine
true define us to divine
calling it on pride but I hate to see you cry
the rain shine
my family feel my inside
by the way my momma getting married
tears to my eyes I just hope my son happy

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[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
2]

[Turtle
ran to the got a hundred guys like me
and all we have is precious to reach our people our free
listen be strong for momma
let her know I never to cause her no drama
the pain make my cries thunder
will I recover my name and still discover how the become us
look how done us
watered our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we guide our younger theres better days among us
never let the rage you upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's follow wont feel the sorrow
for the misery we wallowing swallowing
them better days in this gaze got my mind
oh momma and hey I miss you
and them ways you raised me them hard head things that you

realize ya son took a lot of from ya
its phone check time I'm gone momma I you

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[chorus 1 in background of 2]
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