Luyện nghe bài hát Locked In Spofford

They got me in Spofford, the li'l juvenile criminal
Two approach to put blades to my throat
like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for that
Give it up? Huh, you believe that

So I threw on my hood, out the banger
Swung it at the kids, put me in danger
They put away them blades and
"Why it be like that?"

you get a little ox, and don't know how to act
Yeah, now I got and I'm runnin' shit
And when it comes to time, you don't get none of it
So sit and just chill

you make a li'l nigga have to get ill
Only got a month left, so I be on my best
But yet and still niggaz wanna put me to the test
So I wild, with a blade and a smile

Let the catch wreck for a sec
Damn, I wish I put my hands on a nice ass tec
And a nigga to Babylon
But if you don't, got a knuckle game, that's a shame

Nigga [unverified] for, got you washin' drawers
But I refuse, 'cause I got to lose
Props I gotta earn, plus I pay my dues
So in the meantime, I got a ox in my
They got me in Spofford

Locked down, they got me locked
Damn, they got me locked
Locked down, they got me down
Damn, they got me down

To Spofford, and JV's worse than
Adolescents that ball
With the minded juveniles
The real li'l niggaz out of the piles

And I'm not takin' no shorts I'm up here
'em up, gem stars, but ain't no scars here
Protective custody's got
No type of help, I'm in here for

And so I got up on a one to two
On the bus, catchin' with mad crews
Run my shoes, that, I'm goin' out kid
But not too buckwild 'cause I finish my bid

Four times, for my peoples up the bridge
Here, it takes a lot of to live
Behind bars, child
Trapped in the [unverified] east section

They got me smokin' the death
Niggaz got me for my life 'cause shit is real
Shorty kill a man got locked
You want a sixty, you betta betta back down

On the a hood but in here
You're up to no damn good, nigga I wish you
Try to take and try to shank mines
Shorty corrupt, there's no me

in jail, I tear shit up
And I get out, it's gonna get worse
The in the flesh
I'm hammers on a hearse

So while I'm in here, forget my name
Ain't shit changed, I'm the motherfuckin' same
I couldn't bitch up I got here
Cell wreck, I got locked here

One more month I'm goin'
To the big pen and I'ma win
'Cause is my life and I like it here
Ain't no rules, you can do what you like in

Jailhouse blues, I the ghetto
C.O.'s they're five-oh's with no heat
So what am I to do they step?
Put 'em in check and throw hands a redneck

And now I got a little to watch my back
Lunchtime huh, you ain't gettin' none of that
'Cause I got shit sewn up tight
Not one bit of fright while I'm in Spofford

Locked down, they got me down
Damn, they got me down
down, they got me locked down
Damn, they got me down

Locked down, they got me locked
Damn, they got me down
Locked down, got me locked down
Damn, got me locked down