Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

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

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

the of men
them guards 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 they stop barging in
asking momma mob I'm in
try strictly left us some scars
back the lyrics of a favorite baptist him
its now cant hold a child
mold a child a child or own a child a soldier now
baby your tears
become a teacher ya peers
let em its cold in here
this the way to spend them older years
I'm over the of the world
no momma's pearl in here
its all clear them older 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 you from my world
now ya gone and I'm all the pain that your going through
[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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sometimes I lay back in my cell
hells blind but I hope I make it through this jail
to stay focus but I heard they mad me panic before
I guess thats what I got my for behind bars

[Turtle
I'm outta time
there yet
where my little brother let me at him
up cat
I got you
in the books them streets is a motha
undercovers posing as hustlers exposing the brothers
the
by any means
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
a warning sigh its only 1999
but all I about is 85 them good times
momma give us her 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 come
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 phone got a guys like me
and all we have is precious to reach our people our free
brother listen be strong for
let her know I never to cause her no drama
the pain make my cries thunder
will I recover my name and discover how the game become us
how they done us
watered down our and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better days us
never let the rage you upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's follow wont feel the sorrow
for the misery we time swallowing
them better days in this gaze got my mind
oh momma and hey I miss you
and them ways you me them hard head things that drove you

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

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[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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