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 yo'self before

p]
Hehehe, yes!
Nigga I'm a rottweiler, they call me on the streets
I never leave the house my hand on my heat
I run with pitbulls, like kirk, boz and
And we ain't takin shorts, every dollar to the
Big cereal - chompin, white
Got a bitch with the dope in a baby stroller
Fuck with me, you fucked in the game
Niggaz snitch to the feds take two to the
We the thug life, make money from the drug life
a quarter ki, every day all night
Ship me to oz, I'm in it
Fuck the haters, no limit we still
I'm a my nigga - fool, check the rap sheet
Murder, armed robbery, kidnappin,

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

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

[short ? ]
Courts, judges, bars,
Fam-o, wifey, sons,
Freedom, need that, shanks, keep
Eight lock y'all know where I be at
Ran I couldn't run the slums with guns
Livin wild, knowin how the jakes gon' come
Too many cats, in my hood, it good
Know what I did, 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, for drugs
And I never let the dirty money me nigga
No matter how much I sold it never last me nigga
They blast me nigga, three lookin for ki's
Me and my kids duct-taped, layin on our knees
I said I'd bust them niggaz heads, and I did
Now them bitches got me locked down, a bid