Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Days

I never did time, committed mad
paid rhymes but now niggaz drop dimes
Harmonizin' on a rap
Singin' in the precinct, tryin' to an R&B contract

Now they hit me a one, two, three, personally
Conspiracy, it don't mean to me
The time will go fast I'm true blue
On the D L, home, I got a stash for ma duke

I razorblades in my shoe
Niggaz to kill the AK if I ever come through
And I'm doin' 30 more days in this steel
Locked with men that go both ways

But ain't gon' grease me
My razor blade say OPP, in PC gon' know me
I'm not the everyday
Actions louder than words, so step to the verb

Fuck a pronoun, I get for my crown
Pass the three pound, show it to Clown
And watch him lounge, you know the phase
I'm about to go through the maze
In 30 days

You know my name, no in my game
Best to fly the kid champagne Spain
About to go in to push a bid for wrongs I did
away, party at the crib

Me and my friends get together
I didn't think jail could ever, I learned to say never
But now we just party, party
Shit, fiesta,

Gun [unverified] up on my
All my peeps they got to keep they damn guns at the door
wanna get hit with a bullet, meanin' a year time in jail
If you can't, with the slang friend

All you do, act like nuts
It don't make no sense for the whole crew to get up
Bad enough I to go in, yo
But when the shit hit the fan, gotta blow

Windy days but ain't nothin' but the weather
While I'm locked down, the write me no love letters
That's for queers, couple of later, gator

But hold all them tears because it ain't like I'm dyin'
You see I'm not for death, so stop the blood clot cryin'
ain't The Wizard of Oz where I can tap my heels and go for it
I take it slow I'll be home before you know it
I'm comin' through like X-rays in approximately the next 30

But if you think I'm tryin' to town
You best to purchase a hearin' aid and ask yourself how sound
I'm not tryin' to bail 'cause that's the dough
That I'ma use to flip up the new connects that I in jail

Politicians, they all know
Every now and then they visit a snitch who 'em get rich
Yeah, of the government's plan
Lock the man who stack grands
Put him in the hand of Sam

This the stuff, you can't for 30 days
I'm on a bus with niggaz that fuss tight handcuffs
And while I'm inside, I take in
Livin' in prison, stool pigeons that time don't fly

Days go by, night darker but I'm a New York
on your ass like Orca
Not the Avon Lady, stay up out my
It only a shoelace, for a nigga to catch a new case

You get done in ways
I'm headed for the
Within the next 30

Rob Swift business