Luyện nghe bài hát Time

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

[Verse 1: Scooter]
gave Rick seventeen
For bricks of clean
I hustlin' my whole life
I saw some shit that you ain't seen
Talkin' murder or a
I really came up from
My cousin he got felonies
They gave him thirty for a key
Look at Reverend Al Sharpton, he down the mafia
Nobody never kept it real as Meech and Gotti
They snitchin' on documentaries before you start watchin'
Niggas doin' a lot of tellin', ain't droppin'
What's wrong the streets?
You can tell get whacked, that's how it supposed to be
Take the stand, cop a to get his time cut
Nigga told on his hand, that's fucked up

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

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

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

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