Luyện nghe bài hát Locked In Spofford

They got me in Spofford, the li'l juvenile criminal
Two kids approach to put blades to my
They my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for that
it up? Huh, you don't 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 props and I'm runnin'
And when it comes to time, you don't get none of it
So sit back and chill

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

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

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

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

To Spofford, and JV's worse than
Adolescents that hardcore
With the minded juveniles
The li'l niggaz step out of the piles

And I'm not takin' no while I'm up here
Spit 'em up, gem stars, but no scars here
Protective custody's got
No of help, I'm in here for self

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And now I got a little crew to watch my
Lunchtime comes huh, you ain't none of that
'Cause I got shit sewn up real
Not one bit of fright while I'm locked in

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

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