Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Up

[p] yo lemme hit that jail one mo' time for these callin

Prisoner, one-seven-fo'-nine-eight-six,
Do you have anything, to say for before sentencing?

p]
Hehehe, yes!
Nigga I'm a rottweiler, they me dawg on the streets
I never leave the without my hand on my heat
I run pitbulls, like kirk, boz and jimmy
And we takin shorts, every dollar to the penny
Big cereal - chompin, white
Got a bitch with the dope in a baby stroller
Fuck with me, then you fucked in the
snitch to the feds take two to the brain
We live the thug life, make money from the life
a quarter ki, every day all night
Ship me to oz, I'm in it
Fuck the haters, no limit we winnin
I'm a killer my nigga - fool, check the rap
Murder, robbery, kidnappin, conspiracy

- repeat 2x]
This is for my that's locked up (locked up!)
Gangsters, til they up (boxed up!)
Livin the laws, we ready for war
We soldiers.. to the core

sean ? ]
I used to rocks, out on blocks, gun cocked
Thinkin to - all these dumb-ass cops
Night I was cold with two things on my mind
Get that money, rock a nigga if he get out of
Put two in his spine, a nigga lookin for crime
Heat it up, off for even lookin at mine
A case, tie you up, blast your face
Snatch the safe, casket at your wake
Two murders, three-time felon, catch the
Facin double life I made some bad

circuit ? ]
Courts, judges, bars,
Fam-o, wifey, sons,
Freedom, need that, shanks, keep
Eight o'clock lock y'all where I be at
Ran 'til I couldn't run the with guns
straight wild, knowin how the jakes gon' come
Too cats, in my hood, gettin it good
Know I did, shit they got me facin a bid

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Even as a little soldier, momma me a thug
The block full of dope fiends, lookin for
And I let the dirty money pass me nigga
No matter how much coke I sold it never last me
They blast me nigga, three lookin for ki's
Me and my kids duct-taped, layin on our knees
I said I'd bust niggaz heads, and believe I did
Now them got me locked down, facin a bid