Luyện nghe bài hát Tell It to the Judge

Cold Hard, WildStyle, and Neverless
You all are charged with
Kidnapping, aggravated
Armed robbery, laundering

Dope slanging and banging
And all that type a shit
That I can't
me, do you think you're guilty

Look your honor
My life was full of dreams
I had to on the corner
Selling to the fiends

Dope slanger, banger
Shit, had to be it
Give the hoes a break up
A pimp I was 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
Pump two springs dead
All you heard was blows

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

My is a nowhere
'Cause my got a grudge
Fuck it, I'm
my dick judge

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

Try to myself
But it no help
Hell yeah a nigga
Had to my fucking rep

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

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

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

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

All this shit that we
to tell it to the judge

Coming up in game
Was a bogus
Living life to bang
to slang's my occupation

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

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

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

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

And it me to a point
I had my mind on bustin'
Caught up in the of a thug
Guess it was up in the

Niggas try to play me shit
roll you know I'm slick
Rolling a bogus clik
So nigga kill that shit

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

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

Ain't no and it's fucked up
Could it be that I had a
Couldn't him no fucking love
a case, face to face
Had to tell it to the

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

And I can't
Never thought I'd live long
Went to sit in a by myself
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

Never had no pot to in
Nobody to me out, so a nigga sin
bitches broke and dumb
Couldn't read and to one

Gats you trust
Snatching chains from the of the bus
And it no thing for me to pop a bitch
I broke my shit to the left and

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

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

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

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

up in this game
Was a bogus
life just 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 reach my
You're all being
To life in
no obligation of parole
Get 'em here guards
Get 'em my face