Luyện nghe bài hát If I Get Locked up Tonite

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

I used to be a lonely man, only mad, I got a million dollars, shit
Now if I only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, than a bullet
Out of Tupac's chest the ambulance came 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 stapled my hand to my pants

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

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

Fucking baby, a role model after Colorado
Now all they do is follow me and holla, "Bravo"
Hell yeah, I punch my bitch and my kids in public
Suck my dick,

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

Wanna
I'm probably the akwardest talking
like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on block stumbling, mumbling

A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle
I ain't buzzed, I'mm just high on
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
it moving, off and on, Eminem is on
Off and on, Dr. Dre is on

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

The whole entire can sit and twirl like a whirling tire
I set a fucking girl on fire with a iron
Psych I'm joking, for christ sake, don't get so bent out of shape
'Cause I went out and raped six friends

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

My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes I find it at home
It in the stove, hello, where you at?
Shit, talk about brain being baked
My shit's in the oven on 480 degrees

Hailey Jade, daddy loves you
Don't ever me how to raise my daughter fuck you, lady
You critics criticize but couldnt visualize
Individuals lives a criminal's eyes

The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for
And Dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit
I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid his mouth
And his head in the fan blade

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

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

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

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

Fuck that, that shit off
Let's get the out of here
You how we do