Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Up

[p] yo lemme hit that jail one mo' for these people callin

Prisoner, one-seven-fo'-nine-eight-six,
Do you anything, to say for yo'self before sentencing?

p]
Hehehe, yes!
Nigga I'm a rottweiler, they call me on the streets
I leave the house without my hand on my heat
I run with pitbulls, kirk, boz and jimmy
And we takin shorts, every dollar to the penny
Big cereal - chompin, granola
Got a bitch with the dope in a baby stroller
Fuck with me, you fucked in the game
Niggaz to the feds take two to the brain
We live the thug life, money from the drug life
Flip a quarter ki, day all night
Ship me to oz, I'm in it
Fuck the haters, no limit we still
I'm a my nigga - fool, check the rap sheet
Murder, armed robbery, kidnappin,

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This is for my niggaz that's up (locked up!)
Gangsters, til they up (boxed up!)
the laws, everyday we ready for war
We soldiers.. hard to the

sean ? ]
I used to sling rocks, out on blocks, gun
Thinkin to myself - all dumb-ass cops
Night I was cold with two things on my mind
Get that money, rock a nigga if he get out of
Put two in his spine, a just lookin for crime
Heat it up, squeezin off for even lookin at
A case, tie you up, blast your face
Snatch the safe, closed casket at your
Two murders, felon, catch the case
double life I made some bad mistakes

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Courts, judges, bars,
Fam-o, wifey, sons,
Freedom, that, shanks, keep that
Eight lock y'all know where I be at
Ran 'til I couldn't run the slums guns
straight wild, knowin how the jakes gon' come
Too cats, in my hood, gettin it good
Know what I did, they got me facin a bid

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Even as a little soldier, momma called me a
The block full of dope fiends, lookin for
And I never let the dirty pass me nigga
No matter how much coke I sold it never me nigga
They blast me nigga, niggaz lookin for ki's
Me and my kids duct-taped, layin on our knees
I I'd bust them niggaz heads, and believe I did
Now bitches got me locked down, facin a bid