Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some people came by the lookin' for me
I'm of anything they say I done
Now I know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be to California to see you
Your son,

Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I

destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say lookin' for ya
Got to get the out of here, yeah right
This bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the

Bust a nut, got to fuck up and gat on
'Cos this the street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, S
I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double

Freakin', niggaz be leakin',
Got the feds seekin',
Niggaz say my popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the up, they try to stop 'em

My cash flow leave me neck it
'Gone in sixty seconds', all records
Nigga skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, got a bag fulla twenties

Listen, these feds fishin' for this
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks
Or spend the rest of my in a shits bath

so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let 'em where you are
Tried to get a car, why'd he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he the feds on my ass

to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe down freakin'
Hey bitch, why you
the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page, same height, age

Rap gage, put it down the
Got my hostage suckin' sausage on the
She say, "Let's hear the K"
Ran and made the niggaz all pay

It's like I hit the outside Colorado
Brought it for his wallet and my bottle
That's my and I gotta warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm going back to

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I swear I didn't do they say I done
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for this
I'm on a mission, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks
Or spend the of my life in a shit bath

My boys to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can
All fifty states, can't till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this in her sleep

Low key, you can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number
Clownin', made a little stock to get a cock
Now I got bangin' and lootin' rock

I'm going back to where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a fuck on the marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that in the lobby
Looking like he rob me

Federal, don't no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and
When I come to cuff

Big bus, scandalous
they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to it
I'm back to Cali for show, extradited

my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I
Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick
Or spend the of my life in a shit bath

Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't a Polaroid
They got to be the regular
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer or something
I don't know, like playin' with us, it's like a game
It ain't but a game to them mama, it's my life