Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Correctional Facility
you a collect call from inmate
yeah this is
to accept this please press 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me to momma
who me on find besides all the
the system took me in but they took me under
I suffer being number
I wonder if I conquer dis criminal structure built to

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

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

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

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

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[Turtle
ran to the got a hundred guys like me
and all we is precious minutes to reach our people our free
brother listen be 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 how the game become us
look how they us
watered down our pride and riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better among us
never let the rage you under the promise till tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont feel the
for the we wallowing time swallowing
them better days in this got my mind boggling
oh and hey lady I miss you
and them ways you raised me them head things that drove you

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

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