Luyện nghe bài hát Time

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

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

[Chorus: Young
Do your crime nigga, do your
tell not to do time
You get your time, you press rewind
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 time
Niggas not to do time

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

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

[Verse 3:
niggas ain't makin' shit shake, these niggas ain't makin' shit shake
Wrong 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 hundred on
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 ain't
Nigga money on my head, I'm just out to get my bread
Me and my bitch on meds, hundred thou it on the bed
Turn 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 this
cases on my head, got no time for no nigga in they feelings