Luyện nghe bài hát Locked In Spofford

They got me locked in Spofford, the li'l juvenile
Two kids approach to put to my throat
They like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for
Give it up? Huh, you don't that

So I threw on my hood, out the banger
Swung it at the kids, that put me in
They put away blades and said
"Why it be like that?"

you get a little ox, and don't know how to act
Yeah, now I got and I'm runnin' shit
And when it comes to phone time, you get none of it
So sit back and just

Before you make a nigga have to get ill
Only got a month left, so I be on my best
But yet and still herb niggaz put me to the test
So I wild, with a blade and a smile

Let the juvenile wreck for a sec
Damn, I I could put my hands on a nice ass tec
And blow a nigga to
But if you don't, got a knuckle game, a damn shame

Nigga [unverified] for, got you washin' drawers
But I refuse, 'cause I got to lose
I gotta earn, plus I gotta pay my dues
So in the meantime, I got a ox in my
They got me in Spofford

Locked down, they got me down
Damn, got me locked down
Locked down, they got me locked
Damn, they got me down

To Spofford, and worse than Rikers
Adolescents ball hardcore
With the criminal minded
The real li'l step out of the piles

And I'm not takin' no shorts I'm up here
'em up, gem stars, but ain't no scars here
Protective got mines
No type of help, I'm in here for

And so I got up on a one to two
On the bus, beef with mad crews
Run my shoes, that, I'm goin' out kid
But not too buckwild 'cause I gotta my bid

Four times, for my peoples up the bridge
Here, it takes a lot of heart to
bars, child correction
Trapped in the [unverified] east section

They got me smokin' the sticks
Niggaz got me fightin' for my life 'cause is real
Shorty kill a man got locked
You a buck sixty, you betta betta back down

On the a hood but in here
You're up to no good, nigga I wish you would
Try to take mines and try to mines
corrupt, there's no stoppin' me

Even in jail, I shit up
And I get out, it's gonna get worse
The in the flesh
I'm hammers on a hearse

So I'm in here, don't forget my name
Ain't shit changed, I'm still the motherfuckin'
I couldn't bitch up I got here
Cell wreck, I got shit here

One more I'm goin' Uptown
To the big pen and I'ma win
'Cause is my life and I like it here
no rules, you can do what you like in here

Jailhouse blues, I the ghetto
C.O.'s think they're five-oh's no heat
So what am I to do they step?
Put 'em in check and throw with a redneck

And now I got a little crew to my back
Lunchtime huh, you ain't gettin' none of that
'Cause I got shit sewn up tight
Not one bit of fright I'm locked in Spofford

Locked down, they got me down
Damn, they got me locked
Locked down, they got me down
Damn, they got me down

down, they got me locked down
Damn, they got me locked
Locked down, they got me locked
Damn, got me locked down