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 overtime
Do crime nigga, do your time
tell not to do time

[Verse 1: Scooter]
gave Rick seventeen
For twenty-two of clean
I hustlin' my whole life
I saw shit that you ain't never seen
murder or a robbery
I really came up poverty
My he got three felonies
They him thirty for a quarter key
Look at Reverend Al Sharpton, he took the mafia
never kept it real as Meech and John Gotti
They snitchin' on them documentaries before you start
doin' a lot of tellin', ain't 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 hand, that's fucked up

Young Scooter]
Do your crime nigga, do time
Niggas not to do time
You get your time, you can't rewind
You done signed on that 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: Young
This shit hectic, everybody tellin'
You caught own charge, do your own time
At the wrong at the wrong time
Caught case but ain't got the cake
To bail out so you out
Word got around boy you now
Damn, you a
But it don't me though, that's what I expect from you niggas
I done it all
Matter I seen too much
Salute to all the real plugs that through in the clutch
niggas come through in a coupe, burnin' the clutch
Lil working two plugs like double dutch

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

3: Trouble]
These niggas ain't makin' 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 hundred on straight
I don't give a fuck, I don't say nothing, twelve through, it's all good, hey
Thug life, nigga what's
Old hundred, nigga what's
Free Youngsta, nigga no cappin' it
Free paper, nigga ain't
Nigga want money on my head, I'm out to get my bread
Me and my bitch on meds, hundred count 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 the load, unload it
Turn around, now we got the hoes, nigga this this real
Forever cases on my head, got no for no nigga in they feelings