Luyện nghe bài hát Tell It to the Judge

Cold Hard, WildStyle, and Neverless
You all are being charged
Kidnapping, assault
robbery, money laundering

Dope and gang banging
And all other type a shit
That I can't
Tell me, do you think you're

Look here your
My life was full of dreams
I had to on the corner
Selling crack to the

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

The hoes was bringing me
And the was calling me God
My connection was the
They me the job

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

We was them automatics
Fuck them niggas tried to jack
to riches told the bitches
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
What a became
It was the way I was raised
In motherfucking game

Try to tame
But it no help
Hell yeah a snapped
Had to my fucking rep

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

It no game
Playing with this got me horny
When I was a little boy
with hoes instead of toys

Fuck what a say
I'm going to drink my banging
'Cause I wasn't one a them ones
I up a lunatic

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

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

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

Coming up in game
Was a generation
life just to bang
Just to my occupation

Tryin' to make it way
And it matter cause my attitude
And visions the
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 me to a point
That I had my mind on
Caught up in the lifestyle of a
Guess it was up in the

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

Ran up in the nigga's
Didn't think he was gonna live
the trig, heard him scream
But he didn't die he was a fiend

on dope
And the ran his mouth
And now I'm up
Looking up out the

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

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

And I can't
Never thought I'd this long
to sit in a room by myself
Having of all the things

That I've lost in the
Thinking I'm getting close to
But now I'm flashbacks
And I get no freedom

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

Gats you trust
Snatching from the back of the bus
And it ain't no thing for me to pop a
I broke my to the left and killed

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

that's to the bodies in my trunk
Now I got to face the

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

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

Coming up in game
Was a generation
Living life just to
to slang's my occupation

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

While I reach my
all being sentenced
To in prison
With no obligation of
Get 'em here guards
Get 'em outta my