Luyện nghe bài hát Sentenced To Five

(Pooh-Man)

Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Figga
Straight from west block San Quinn
serving five year on a robbery case
This is to everybody I
Everybody I am to miss

1]
(Pooh-Man)

September
9 a.m.
Ten
Turned in
Sentenced to years on a robbery case
Can't the look on my women and mothers face
Now I am on the great west block thang
32 now I got lay it down
No more riding with my homies getting
reminiscing about the Eastside
Hit the pad
to stay in shape
By the I get out I have songs for 20 tapes
visit's I look forward to
And on my I got a new tattoo
The 4 the 1 the 5 in my stride now I got's to ride
One day soon I be home
And my kids and mother won't be alone

Sentenced to five long
Room's of tattoo tears
These 20 years on the
Never would I thought I would be bound
(2x)

2]
(JT Tha Figga)

say they flow or flooded with game
10 years past and now them thangs done changed
the ballers
Remember the shot
Remember the your homies
Were riding around in them 7-7-9
Your life man it ain't for me
do a thang
Just stand in the back and you a beat down
Homies is missing but no need for reminiscing
Celebrating 'cause all this you been waiting
At the under spot now it clever
Now lets the nation make it a whole lot better
I am about my grip
I my twist
My freedom and a extra
I my freedom because I am on my way home
I get to in my bed and get to see my kid
Grow his manhood
No waiting on the block
And playing hind and seek from a of cops

Sentenced to long years
Room's full of tattoo
20 years on the compound
Never would I thought I be penitrany bound
(2x)

3]
(Pooh-Man)

I got a letter from my my homie just died
Seems ever changes on the Eastside
Waiting, reading, eatin,
Penitentary lifestyle is playing my head
Wish I never did what I
But it's already and I can't run
my family and my freedom
I guess you never really know much you really em
My girls are growing up to be young
And I'm regretting everyday that there is not with em
But everybody makes
Were human
But reckless was the lifestyle I was
brothers jackin brothers
Now the more miss my mother (I love my mother)
I walk around with my hanging down
would I thought I would be penitentary bound

Sentenced to five long
Room's of tattoo tears
These 20 on the compound
Never would I thought I would be penitentary
(4x)