Luyện nghe bài hát Time

[Chorus: Scooter]
Do crime nigga, do your time
tell not to do time
You get your time, you press rewind
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a paper route, I'm on the
Yeah I'm overtime
Do crime nigga, do your time
tell not to do time

[Verse 1: Young
gave Rick seventeen
For twenty-two bricks of
I been my whole life
I saw some shit you ain't never seen
Talkin' murder or a
I came up from poverty
My cousin he got three
gave him thirty for a quarter key
Look at Al Sharpton, he took down the mafia
Nobody never kept it real as and John Gotti
They snitchin' on them documentaries before you start
doin' a lot of tellin', ain't nobody droppin'
What's with the streets?
You can they get whacked, that's how it supposed to be
the stand, cop a plea to get his time cut
Nigga told on his right hand, that's up

Young Scooter]
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas tell not to do
You get your time, you press rewind
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a route, I'm on the grind
I'm workin' overtime
Do your crime nigga, do time
tell not to do time

[Verse 2: Dolph]
This gettin' hectic, everybody tellin'
You caught your own charge, do your own
At the wrong at the wrong time
Caught another but ain't got the cake
To out so you tellin' out
got around boy you tellin' now
Damn, you a
But it don't surprise me though, that's I expect from you niggas
I done it all
Matter fact I too much
Salute to all the real that come through in the clutch
Trap niggas through in a coupe, burnin' the clutch
Lil nigga working two plugs like double

[Chorus: Scooter]
Do your nigga, do your time
tell not to do time
You get your time, you press rewind
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a paper route, I'm on the
I'm workin' overtime
Do your nigga, do your time
tell not to do time

[Verse 3:
These niggas ain't makin' shake, these niggas ain't makin' shit shake
Wrong move get a on a plate, wrong move put your nigga on a plate
Fuck that, 'em up, shit, go ahead, get a nigga hundred on straight
I don't a fuck, I don't say nothing, twelve comin' through, it's all good, hey
Thug life, nigga happenin'
Old hundred, what's happenin'
Free Youngsta, no cappin' with it
Free paper, nigga rappin'
Nigga want money on my head, I'm out to get my bread
Me and my bitch on meds, thou count it on the bed
Turn this shit to a mil, I had to sign no deal
OG 'em out the hole, hit 'em with the load, unload it
Turn around, now we got the hoes, nigga this this real
Forever cases on my head, got no time for no nigga in feelings