Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

You have a call an inmate in a correctional facility
Inmate, state name, Darren
This phone call may be monitored and
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not up

To my Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my Chris Butler, stay up homie
If you in the box, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let time do you

To my brother Mike, stay up homie
To my cuz J.B., stay up
If you locked in the box keep, makin' it
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

You at a man that would
Die for his daughter, just to let her
And I'd die for Jesus, 'cause he died for me
my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen
But then I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin dream

I'd dream that I could tell Luther we made it
But half of my black brothers are still
Locked up in a cell block, lost the shell shock
Some sold soul, others used to sell rocks

up in my mailbox, I get letters from my cuz
And every week he wanna hit the streets
But he never struck a deal, 'cause his will never squeal
Put some money on his books and him out with his appeal

Send some pictures of the fam, and nasty pics of
If you ever have to leave, I got your mother and daughter
Born in this way of livin' and our are stuck
To be safe, it's to say the justice system's f***** up

If you doin' 25 to life, stay up
I got money on ice so, stay up homie
If you locked in the box makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

All my peoples in the pit, up homie
And until you hit the bricks, up homie
If you locked in the box keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

Until I went to jail you couldn't tell me, I seen it all
That box, a mother*******, it could stress a n****
Especially when you broke and base, ain't acceptin' your calls
And you don't hear name when it's mail time

Caught in damn jailhouse barbers pushin' on your hairline
[Incomprehensible] will have you stuck in that pill line
Your b**** missed the V I weekend
Food in locker keeps shrinkin', your celly feet stinkin'

The canteen ran out of
Can't see how grown men other men drawers
N***** played the phone reckless, and get hit with new indictments
Talkin' about old connects and new

Stress'll take a young n****, give him an old
Or stress'll take a n****, give him a new case
That s*** I used to tell my walkie itchy
All he did was smoke weed and drink coffee, I he miss me

To my man Lil' Nell, stay up
To my man Steve P, up homie
If you locked in the box makin' it through
Do time, do your time, don't let your time do you

To my man, Paul Selene, stay up
To McKeith, stay up homie
Until I see you in the streets, makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let time do you

Uhh, if your people locked up, you need to send 'em some
'Cause it's never too late to stop a b****
A magazine and some is a n****** whole world
When I was down them n***** out, so I'm ridin' with the girls

'Cause they got mo' heart, than them a** dudes
They send no letters, no books, and no for no food
'Cause commissary is so necessary
It's so close to bein' slavery, in Texas it's scary

I reached out to C-Murder, before I came home
And when him home, let me go I sure that his books was on
And three months that n**** came home too
no limit to this s*** 'cause now his dream's comin' tru

I'ma keep ridin' with Bun 'cause UGK will never
And I'ma stand up for my partner, steady let off a lot, yeah
And I'm as as you can be
They scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the free, here I go

Wake up, roll call, day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still
Open the dead balls
Now this dead man walkin' million dollar cars

slavery, hard labor, catch the feel
Redneck on the while you walk, it's real
With a shotgun, burnin' at the of your dome
300 years left, my dawg ain't never home

One fight, got stabbed, he lost the nine
Almost died, in Camp Jay, n****, or cry
Cream has attempts, precious took his own life
White boys can't handle the pain at

You gotta fight for your shoes, or get a** shook
And walk around with lipstick, and a
You all in b****, sit when you piss
a**, you a h**, watch I blow you a kiss

To my cousin Jimmy Watson, up homie
To my homeboy Mack, up homie
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

To my n**** Pharoahe, stay up
To my Z Ro, stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time let your time do you

To the King Larry Hoover, stay up
To my Shan O, you gotta stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

To the homeboy Shyne, up homie
To my n**** Mystikal, up homie
If you locked in the box, keep it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you