Luyện nghe bài hát If I Get Locked up Tonite

Check, check 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, rolling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Dr. Dre up in here y'all know what is
It's what y'all been for funk master Flex, Big Kap
Def Jam Records it to you baby
Yo, Eminem these mother fuckers what time it is, baby

I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars,
Now if I only had fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance too late to do it

I'm trying to grow it again, it was an accident
I had my against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate the straight jacket it ain't and can't lock it
So they my hand to my pants pockets

The cell's padded and battered like else had it
Before me, and just throwing they fucking selfs at it
My head is aching, I'm to medication
But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? on

I got down with Dre, what up?
The man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray
Running up and down the screaming, "Fuck the police"
When you still had your fucking nipple stuck in your teeth

baby, became a role model after Colorado
Now all they do is me around and holla, "Bravo"
Hell yeah, I punch my bitch and beat my in public
my dick, bitch

I'm sick to fuck a man in his face but I won't
you'll probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, your fake-ass Tupac image
You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and talkative

fight?
I'm probably the alcoholic talking
Walking a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your stumbling, mumbling

A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle
I ain't buzzed, I'mm high on life
So why on earth would I drugs, when I can fly on kites?
Motherfuckers, Slim

Dr Dre
I'm drunk the tec

if I get locked up tonite
Then I might not home tonite
Keep it moving, off and on, is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

'Cause if I get up tonite
Then I might not home tonite
it moving, off and on, Eminem is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling
I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling
Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake, get so bent out of shape
I went out and raped six girl friends

Some people just don't get it, but I let it upset me
'Cause they don't better
They don't know what the fuck its to be so fed up
And fed so many you're down and won't get up

My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes I can't it at home
It hides in the stove, hello, you at?
Shit, talk about your brain baked
My shit's in the oven on 480 degrees

Hailey Jade, loves you baby
ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you, lady
You critics wanna criticize but visualize
Individuals lives a criminal's eyes

The neighborhood that I up in you could die for nothing
And Dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit
I'll have a fucking man raped a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his head in the fan

ever tell me what I can and what I can't say
Or change 'cause of the age range in my fan
Like I give a fuck buying this shit
Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to

Hip Hop is universal now, all commercial now
It's a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now
But now the white kids it, so they tell me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get

that or booed, thats why I keep an attitude
And go to sleep with it and wake up it every afternoon
I'm of being judged, fuck it let me see a judge
I'll confess to every I committed since 3 years old

'Cause if I get locked up
Then I might not come tonight
Keep it moving, off and on, is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

Fuck that, that shit off
get the fuck out of here
You how we do