Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Joliet Correctional
you have a call from inmate
yeah is Tucker
to accept call please press 3 now
you

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

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

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they run up in my
and took you from my
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain your going through
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sometimes I lay back in my crying
hells blind but I hope I make it through this jail
trying to stay focus but I heard they mad me before
I guess thats what I got my family for behind

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

got crime on the love the spirits above
a warning sigh its only 1999
but all I think is 85 them good times
give us her last dime
icey cups you drop yours I you mine
true love define us to
calling it on another's but I hate to see you cry
the come shine
my family feel my pain
by the way my baby momma getting
brought tears to my I just hope my son happy

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[Turtle
ran to the phone got a hundred guys me
and all we have is precious minutes to reach our our free
brother be strong for momma
let her know I never meant to her no drama
the pain make my vain cries
will I recover my and still discover how the game become us
look how they us
down our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better among us
never let the you under upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont the sorrow
for the misery we time swallowing
them better days in gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey lady I you
and them ways you raised me hard head things that drove you

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

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