Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some people came by the lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you
But I be back 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 what say I done
my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do they say I done

destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This named Netoia, say they lookin' for ya
Got to get the fuck out of here, right
This dimmed 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 bless Don Polla, S
I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on breath

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

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

Listen, these feds for this 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 shits

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

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

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

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

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos 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 didn't do what say I done

Listen, these feds for this extradition
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 life in a bath

My boys Utah to
Set the poise, so I can
All states, can't 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 strike three
Clownin', made a little to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz and lootin' rock

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

Federal, don't like no hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all and blue
I come to hand cuff

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

my hand on my gun 'cos 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, these feds for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks
Or spend the rest of my in a shit bath

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