Luyện nghe bài hát Tell It to the Judge

Cold Hard, WildStyle, Kilo and
You all are being charged
Kidnapping, aggravated
Armed robbery, money

slanging and gang banging
And all that other type a
I can't believe
Tell me, do you think guilty

here your honor
My life was full of broken
I had to hustle on the
crack to the fiends

Dope slanger, banger
Shit, had to be it
Give the hoes a break up
A I was born to be

The hoes was me liquor
And the was calling me God
My connection was the
gave me the job

I was on the block
Two for ten, after
Pump blasted two dead
All you heard was barred

We was them automatics
Fuck them niggas that tried to
Rags to riches told the
Motherfucker I'm a

My case is a
'Cause my lawyer's got a
Fuck it, I'm
Suck my judge

Hey I'm sorry to
a motherfucker became
It was the way that I was
In motherfucking game

Try to tame
But it wasn't no
Hell yeah a nigga
Had to keep my rep

Making gosh darn niggas
Always to test me
I'm a big old shorty
When I her thing

It no game
with this shit's got me horny
When I was just a boy
with hoes instead of toys

Fuck a motherfucker say
I'm going to drink my banging
'Cause I wasn't one a them bitch
I grew up a

Had to have my snap so I
So I with a big ol' ass clik
how WildStyle, Kilo, Never
Beat the did it clever

All shit that we endured
Tryin' to tell it to the

up in this game
Was a bogus
life just to bang
Just to slang's my

Tryin' to make it way
And it don't cause my attitude
And the same
So you can tell it to the dude

Coming up in this
Was a generation
Living life to bang
Just to my occupation

Tryin' to it some way
And it don't matter cause my
And the same
So you can tell it to the judge

Now as a young buck in the
It was hard to get by to make it
Had to make a way I could
So I had to it

And it drove me to a
That I had my on bustin'
Caught up in the lifestyle of a
it was up in the blood

Niggas try to play me bogus
Nigga roll you I'm slick
Rolling with a clik
So just kill that shit

Ran up in the crib
Didn't think he was gonna live
Pull the trig, him scream
But he die 'cause he was a fiend

Strung on
And the ran his mouth
And now I'm up
up out the window

Ain't no window and fucked up
Could it be that I had a
Couldn't show him no love
a case, face to face
Had to it to the judge

you caught me now
But I went to hell and back
For my as a gang banger
Standing out in the

And I slanga
Never I'd live this long
Went to sit in a room by
thoughts of all the things

That I've lost in the
Thinking I'm getting close to
But now I'm having
And I can't get no

had no pot to piss in
Nobody to me out, so a nigga sin
bitches broke and dumb
Couldn't read and to one

you never trust
Snatching chains from the of the bus
And it ain't no for me to pop a bitch
I broke my to the left and killed

Arms, legs, legs, arms,
Forgive me for my sin
Now I'm facing double
But ain't long enough punk

Cause that's to the bodies in my
Now I got to the judge

Coming up in this
Was a generation
Living just to bang
Just to my occupation

Tryin' to make it way
And it don't matter cause my
And the same
So you can it to the judge dude

up in this game
Was a generation
Living life to bang
Just to slang's my

to make it some way
And it don't matter my attitude
And visions the
So you can tell it to the dude

While I my verdict
all being sentenced
To life in
With no obligation of
Get 'em outta here
Get 'em outta my