Luyện nghe bài hát Tell It to the Judge

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

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

Look here honor
My was full of broken dreams
I had to hustle on the
Selling to the fiends

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

The hoes was me liquor
And the fiends was me God
My was the government
They me the job

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

We was slanging them
Fuck them niggas tried to jack
Rags to riches the bitches
I'm a maniac

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

Hey I'm to become
What a motherfucker
It was the way I was raised
In this game

Try to myself
But it wasn't no
yeah a nigga snapped
Had to my fucking rep

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

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

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

Had to have my so I jack
So I roll a big ol' ass clik
how WildStyle, Kilo, Never
Beat the system did it

All this shit that we
to tell it to the judge

Coming up in this
Was a generation
Living just to bang
to slang's my occupation

Tryin' to it some way
And it matter cause my attitude
And the same
So you can it to the judge dude

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

to make it some way
And it don't matter cause my
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
I had my mind on bustin'
Caught up in the of a thug
it was up in the blood

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

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

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

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

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

And I slanga
Never thought I'd live this
to sit in a room by myself
Having of all the things

That lost in the world
Thinking I'm getting to death
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
Robbing broke and dumb
read 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 shit to the left and

Arms, legs, legs, arms,
me for my damn sin
Now I'm double life
But life long enough punk

Cause to the bodies in my trunk
Now I got to face the

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

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

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

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

I reach my verdict
You're all sentenced
To in prison
With no of parole
Get 'em outta guards
Get 'em my face