Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

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

[Turtle
hey sis let me speak to
who me on find all the drama
the system me in but then they took me under
I suffer another number
I wonder if I could dis criminal 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 stay up lying in the dark for me
bout the night the police came marching in
its like wouldn't stop barging in
asking momma mob I'm in
try strictly us some scars 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
baby hold your
become a teacher mold ya
let em know its in here
this the way to spend them older years
I'm over the of the world
no longer pearl in here
its all clear them older cats me to the game
I'm all ears no mo rats or any beers
the ghetto famous

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run up in my home
and took you my world
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain that your 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
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 time
momma yet
where my little let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
stay in the them streets is a motha
undercovers posing as hustlers exposing the controlling
the
struggle by any
brutality got the police like the enemy
our community need more instead of the slugs the guns the

got crime on killing the love the above
drop a sigh its only 1999
but all I about is 85 them good times
momma give us her last
cups you drop yours 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 my pain inside
by the way my baby momma married
brought tears to my eyes I hope my son happy

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[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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[Turtle
ran to the phone got a hundred guys me
and all we have is precious minutes to our people our free
brother listen be for momma
let her I never meant to cause her no drama
the pain my vain cries thunder
I recover my name and still discover how the game become us
look how done us
watered down our and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger better days among us
never let the rage you upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont feel the
for the we wallowing time swallowing
them days in this gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey I miss you
and them ways you raised me them hard 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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