Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Your Time

[convict x]
Oh my goodness! look what they sendin through
Ah, a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face like it's all of
Yeah, we gone see what it is

1/xzibit]
What you in for, under the sun
Recently, got me first wit a hot gun
That's my third strike, so can't go home
to see daylight like sylvester stallone
Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep on the d-low
My might mistake you for an undercover c-o
Last one that tried didn't make it past
Five times in the neck when was lookin

[convict x]
You see the judge, but he budge
you're third felony, I believe strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the steel granite
to the world, your moms and your girl
Keep your weight up, or ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get time in the tank
Ask hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit rank
They him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife

1/xzibit]
Just because I'm locked down don't the hustlin stop
and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so I'm lettin you slide
But you'll be confronted wit the two's in the side
If you a smart mothafucker, be fallin wit mine
bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We're I'm from, time is money and got to waste
in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong place
Beat him down, break the strongest hand, in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a
Low-class, got a dozen free pass
Plus the female c-order wanna me some ass

[sadat x] 2x
This is your new boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don't, well it's only your
You're only here 'cause you to force and be the boss, ha
Handle time like a man yo

[convict
So it's my twenty-third birthday, drinkin
You no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck straight, hair braided by this muslim cat
Regulate the yard, now we got the straps
say "who the fuck is that? "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you wanna fuck wit these
Murders and felonies you company ("yeah!")

[convict 3/kid
And yes y'all, on in ("yeah")
All you brand new heffer, sissy, booty-ass shook niggas ("yeah")
Yeah bitch, welcom to central ("yeah")
A sleep-over for pimps, private ("yeah"), drug slingers, and gun

Even bitch-ass, shook-ass ("yeah") like y'all
Get on your ? ("yeah"), get out the blood on your ? married
Kitten-ass faces ("yeah"), niggas about to beat you all down to the stop

[convict x]
I'm all good, as I telephone my
At first I was shook, tried to by the book
But you can't bid time by stayin in the cell
I'm high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I'm in fat pink caps, new to california
deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and em "yo try those!"
try to scheme but my team is tight
We as shady as the and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but act like a sucka
Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest
Use control, put a cat in whole if broke
And let em know, I just serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab dough
Aiyyo I ain't tryin to jail, somebody post my

[convict 2/sadat x] (convict creole)
Yo man shhh, I need some new man
(oh what? oh the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at least some man (nigga what!)
Or something man, I get no letters man
(you gone be my tonight, what)
forgettin about me man
(I'll y'all, don't come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my
(don't be on the when I get there)
Can't even make collect calls
(mothafucker, ah um!)
to jam my collect calls now
(you be mines tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna me (mine you hear me!)
I ain't got to read, yaknamsayin
(you'll be tonight mothafucker!)
Ain't put no money on my book
(don't asleep tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm in here
ain't no fun