Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you doin' 25 to life, up homie
I got your on ice so, stay up homie
If you locked in the box makin' it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

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

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

Caught in jailhouse barbers pushin' back on your hairline
F***** will have you stuck in that pill line
Your b**** missed the V I this
Food in your locker keeps shrinkin', your feet stinkin'

The canteen ran out of
see how grown men wash other men drawers
N***** played the phone room reckless, and get hit with new
about old connects and new prices

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

To my man Nell, stay up homie
To my man Steve P, stay up
If you locked in the box keep it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

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

Uhh, if your people up, you need to send 'em some s***
'Cause it's too late to stop bein' a b****
A and some pictures 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 fake a**
send no letters, no books, and no money 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, right before I home
And when him home, let me go I make sure his books was on
And three months later that came home too
Ain't no limit to s*** 'cause now his dream's comin' tru

I'ma keep ridin' with Bun 'cause UGK never stop
And stand up for my partner, steady let them 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' parkin' million cars

It's slavery, hard labor, the feel
Redneck on the hearse while you walk, it's
With a shotgun, at the back of your dome
300 years left, my dawg ain't comin' home

One fight, dude got stabbed, he lost the
died, in Camp Jay, n****, ride or cry
Cream has suicide attempts, precious took his own
White boys can't the pain at night

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

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

To my Pharoahe, stay up homie
To my Z Ro, stay up homie
If you're in the box, keep makin' it through
Do time, do your time don't let your time do you

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

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