Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some people came by the lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything say I done
Now I don't when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be to California to see you
son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I I didn't do what they say I done

destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say lookin' for ya
Got to get the fuck out of here, right
This dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the night

Bust a quick nut, got to up and gat on
'Cos this the street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, S
I holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath

Freakin', be leakin', information
Got the feds seekin',
Niggaz say my popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, try to stop 'em

My flow leave me asshole neck it
in sixty seconds', burn all records
Nigga gettin' eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla

Listen, feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick
Or spend the rest of my life in a shits

so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so not to let 'em know where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him
Had to 'fore he called the feds on my ass

Went to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe freakin'
Hey bitch, why you
the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the page, same height, same age

Rap gage, put it the G-way
Got my hostage suckin' sausage on the
She say, "Let's the circle K"
Ran inside and made the all pay

like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my
That's my motto and I warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm going back to

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I didn't do they say I done
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick
Or the rest of my life in a shit bath

My Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can
All fifty states, can't till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this in her sleep

Low key, you can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike three
Clownin', a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and rock

I'm going to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
give a fuck who's on the marin or the mic
I should've known when I that motherfucker in the lobby
like he wanna rob me

Federal, like no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all and blue
When I to hand cuff

Big gray bus,
'Cos they stand us
They get excited and I try to it
I'm going back to for show, extradited

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done

Listen, these feds for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit

Hey mama, when y'all send you can't send a Polaroid
got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer or something
I don't know, like playin' with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama, it's my