Luyện nghe bài hát Tell It to the Judge

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 tame
But it wasn't no
Hell yeah a snapped
Had to my fucking rep

Making gosh darn step
Always trying to me
Cause I'm a big old
I upped her thing

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

what a motherfucker say
I'm going to drink my banging
'Cause I one a them ones bitch
I grew up a

Had to have my so I jack
So I roll with a big ol' ass
Know how WildStyle, Kilo,
Beat the did it clever

All shit that we endured
to tell it to the judge

Coming up in this
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 it to the judge dude

up in this game
Was a generation
Living life just to
Just to my occupation

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

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

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

try to play me bogus shit
Nigga you know I'm slick
Rolling with a bogus
So nigga just that shit

Ran up in the crib
Didn't that he was gonna live
the trig, heard him scream
But he die 'cause 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 it's up
Could it be I had a grudge
Couldn't him no fucking love
a case, face to face
Had to it to the judge

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

And I can't
Never I'd live this long
Went to sit in a room by
thoughts of all the things

That lost in the world
I'm getting close to death
But now I'm flashbacks
And I can't get no

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I reach my verdict
You're all being
To in prison
no obligation of parole
Get 'em here guards
Get 'em outta my