Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some people came by the house for me
I'm innocent of anything say I done
Now I don't know I'll be able to write you again
But I will be to California to see you
son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube

Keep my hand on my gun 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 say I done

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

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

Freakin', niggaz be leakin',
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', burn all
gettin' skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, got a bag fulla twenties

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

It's so to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let 'em where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he 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, height, same age

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

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

my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what 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, these feds for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks
Or spend the of my life in a shit bath

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

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

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

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

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

my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done
my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done

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

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