Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be to write you again
But I be back to California to see you
Your son,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's like I hit the Lotto Colorado
Brought it there for his and my bottle
That's my motto and I warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm back to California

Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I I didn't do what 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 fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, 'em
I kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the of my life in a shit bath

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

Low key, you feds see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number
Clownin', made a little stock to get a little
Now I got niggaz and lootin' rock

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

Federal, like no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a
An I'm 'a sue all black and
When I come to cuff

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

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

Listen, feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my in a shit bath

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