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 leave the house 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, granola
Got a uptown with the dope in a baby stroller
Fuck me, then you fucked in the game
Niggaz snitch to the feds two to the brain
We the thug life, make money from the drug life
Flip a quarter ki, day all night
me to oz, I'm still in it
Fuck the haters, no limit we winnin
I'm a killer my nigga - fool, check the rap
Murder, robbery, kidnappin, conspiracy

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This is for my niggaz locked up (locked up!)
Gangsters, til they up (boxed up!)
Livin the laws, everyday we for war
We soldiers.. hard to the

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

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Courts, judges, bars,
Fam-o, wifey, sons,
Freedom, need that, shanks, that
Eight o'clock lock y'all know I be at
Ran I couldn't run the slums with guns
Livin straight wild, knowin how the jakes gon'
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 called me a
The full of dope fiends, lookin for drugs
And I never let the dirty money me nigga
No matter how much coke I sold it last me nigga
They blast me nigga, three niggaz lookin for
Me and my kids duct-taped, layin down on our
I said I'd them niggaz heads, and believe I did
Now them bitches got me down, facin a bid