Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Up

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

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

p]
Hehehe, yes!
Nigga I'm a rottweiler, call 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 ain't takin shorts, dollar to the penny
Big cereal - chompin, white
Got a bitch uptown the dope in a baby stroller
Fuck with me, you fucked in the game
Niggaz snitch to the feds two to the brain
We live the 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 we still winnin
I'm a killer my - fool, check the rap sheet
Murder, armed robbery, kidnappin,

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

[slay ? ]
I to sling rocks, out on blocks, gun cocked
Thinkin to myself - all dumb-ass cops
time 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 just lookin for
Heat it up, off for even lookin at mine
A basket case, tie you up, blast face
Snatch the safe, closed at your wake
Two murders, three-time felon, catch the
Facin double I made some bad mistakes

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

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Even as a little soldier, called me a thug
The block full of dope fiends, for drugs
And I never let the dirty money pass me
No matter how much coke I 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 I'd bust them niggaz heads, and believe I did
Now them bitches got me down, facin a bid