Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

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

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

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

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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 going through
[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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sometimes I lay back in my crying
hells blind but I 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 running outta
momma yet
where my little let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
in the books them streets is a motha
undercovers posing as hustlers exposing the controlling
the
struggle by any
brutality got the running like the enemy
our need more hugs instead of the slugs the guns the

got crime on killing the the spirits above
a warning sigh its only 1999
but all I think about is 85 good times
give us her last dime
icey cups you drop I give you mine
love define us to divine
calling it on pride but I hate to see you cry
the rain come
my family feel my pain
by the way my baby 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 phone got a guys like me
and all we have is precious minutes to reach our people our
listen be strong for momma
let her I never meant to cause her no drama
the pain make my vain thunder
will I recover my name and discover how the game become us
look how they us
watered our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better among us
never let the rage you under upstage the promise tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont the sorrow
for the misery we wallowing swallowing
better days in this gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey lady I you
and them you raised me them 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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[chorus 1 in background of 2]
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