Luyện nghe bài hát Locked In Spofford

They got me locked in Spofford, the li'l criminal
Two approach to put blades to my throat
like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for that
Give it up? Huh, you believe that

So I on my hood, pulled out the banger
it at the kids, that put me in danger
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 don't get of it
So sit back and just

you make a li'l nigga have to get ill
Only got a month left, so I be on my best
But yet and still herb wanna put me to the test
So I wild, with a blade and a Kool-Aid

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

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

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

To Spofford, and JV's than Rikers
that ball hardcore
With the criminal juveniles
The real li'l step out of the piles

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

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

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

got me smokin' the death sticks
Niggaz got me fightin' for my 'cause shit is real
Shorty kill a man got down
You want a sixty, you betta betta back down

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

Even in jail, I tear up
And when I get out, gonna get worse
The devil in the
I'm puttin' on a hearse

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

One more I'm goin' Uptown
To the big pen and still win
'Cause is my life and I like it here
Ain't no rules, you can do what you like in

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

And now I got a little to watch my back
Lunchtime comes huh, you ain't gettin' of that
'Cause I got shit up real tight
Not one bit of fright while I'm in Spofford

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

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