Luyện nghe bài hát Time

[Chorus: Young
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas not to do time
You get your time, you press rewind
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a paper route, I'm on the
I'm workin' overtime
Do your crime nigga, do time
tell not to do time

[Verse 1: Young
They gave Rick
For bricks of clean
I been hustlin' my whole
I saw some shit you ain't never seen
Talkin' or a robbery
I really up from poverty
My cousin he got three
They gave him for a quarter key
Look at Reverend Al Sharpton, he took the mafia
Nobody kept it real as Meech and John Gotti
They snitchin' on documentaries before you start watchin'
Niggas doin' a lot of tellin', ain't nobody
What's wrong the streets?
You can tell they get whacked, that's how it to be
Take the stand, cop a to get his time cut
told on his right hand, that's fucked up

[Chorus: Young
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas not to do time
You get your time, you can't rewind
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a route, I'm on the grind
Yeah I'm workin'
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas tell not to do

[Verse 2: Young
This shit hectic, everybody tellin'
You your own charge, do your own time
At the wrong place at the wrong
Caught case but ain't got the cake
To out so you tellin' out
Word got boy you tellin' now
Damn, you a
But it don't surprise me though, what I expect from you niggas
I seen it all
fact I seen too much
Salute to all the plugs that come through in the clutch
Trap niggas come through in a coupe, burnin' the
Lil nigga working two plugs double dutch

[Chorus: Young
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas tell not to do
You get your time, you can't rewind
You done on that dotted line
I'm on a route, I'm on the grind
I'm workin' overtime
Do your nigga, do your time
Niggas not to do time

[Verse 3:
These niggas ain't makin' shit shake, these niggas makin' shit shake
Wrong move get a on a plate, wrong move put your nigga on a plate
Fuck that, line 'em up, shit, go ahead, get a hundred on straight
I don't give a fuck, I don't say nothing, twelve through, it's all good, hey
Thug life, nigga happenin'
Old hundred, nigga what's
Free Youngsta, nigga no cappin' it
Free paper, nigga ain't
want money on my head, I'm just out to get my bread
Me and my bitch on meds, thou count it on the bed
Turn this to a mil, I ain't had to sign no deal
OG helped 'em out the hole, hit 'em with the load, it
Turn around, now we got the hoes, nigga this shit real
cases on my head, got no time for no nigga in they feelings