Luyện nghe bài hát Tell It to the Judge

Cold Hard, WildStyle, Kilo and
You all are being with
Kidnapping, aggravated
robbery, money laundering

Dope slanging and gang
And all that type a shit
That I believe
Tell me, do you think guilty

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 break up
A pimp I was to be

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

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

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

My is a nowhere
'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 that I was
In this motherfucking

Try to myself
But it no help
Hell a nigga snapped
Had to keep my rep

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

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

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

Had to have my snap so I
So I roll a big ol' ass clik
Know how WildStyle, Kilo,
the system did it clever

All this shit that we
Tryin' to it to the judge

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

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

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

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

Now as a young buck in the
It was hard to get by hard to 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 you know I'm slick
Rolling with a bogus
So nigga just that shit

Ran up in the crib
think that he was gonna live
Pull the trig, heard him
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
show him no fucking love
Caught a case, face to
Had to it to the judge

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 visions the
So you can tell it to the dude

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

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

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