Luyện nghe bài hát Time

[Chorus: Young
Do your crime nigga, do your
Niggas not to do time
You get time, you can't press rewind
You done signed on dotted line
I'm on a paper route, I'm on the
Yeah I'm workin'
Do crime nigga, do your time
Niggas not to do time

1: Young Scooter]
They Rick seventeen
For twenty-two of clean
I been hustlin' my life
I saw some shit that you ain't seen
murder or a robbery
I really up from poverty
My cousin he got felonies
They gave him for a quarter key
at Reverend Al Sharpton, he took down the mafia
Nobody never kept it as Meech and John Gotti
They snitchin' on them documentaries you start watchin'
Niggas a lot of tellin', ain't nobody droppin'
What's with the streets?
You can tell they get whacked, that's how it to be
Take the stand, cop a to get his time cut
Nigga told on his right hand, fucked up

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

[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 case but got the cake
To out so you tellin' out
Word got around boy you now
Damn, you a
But it don't surprise me though, what I expect from you niggas
I done it all
fact I seen too much
Salute to all the real plugs that come through in the
Trap niggas come in a coupe, burnin' the clutch
Lil nigga working two plugs like dutch

[Chorus: Scooter]
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas not to do time
You get your time, you can't press
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a route, I'm on the grind
Yeah I'm workin'
Do your crime nigga, do your
tell not to do time

[Verse 3:
These niggas ain't shit shake, these niggas ain't makin' shit shake
move get a nigga on a plate, wrong move put your nigga on a plate
Fuck that, line 'em up, shit, go ahead, get a nigga on straight
I give 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, nigga no with it
Free paper, nigga ain't
Nigga want on my head, I'm just out to get my bread
Me and my bitch on meds, hundred count it on the bed
Turn this shit to a mil, I ain't had to sign no
OG 'em out the hole, hit 'em with the load, unload it
Turn around, now we got the hoes, nigga this shit real
cases on my head, got no time for no nigga in they feelings