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 back to to see you
Your son,

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

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

Bust a nut, got to fuck up and gat on
'Cos this the same I got shot on
So God Don Polla, double S
I gotta holla 'cos I'm 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 neck it
'Gone in sixty seconds', burn all
Nigga gettin' skinny eating
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla

Listen, these feds fishin' for extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em
I kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the of my life 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
to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to 'fore he called the feds on my ass

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

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

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

Keep my 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, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a bath

My Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can
All fifty states, wait 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 number three
Clownin', a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and lootin'

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

Federal, don't like no black hetero sexual,
to turn me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all and blue
When I to hand cuff

Big gray bus,
they can't stand 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 swear I didn't do they say I done
my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what say I done

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

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