Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Your Time

[convict x]
Oh my goodness! look what sendin through nowadays
Ah, it's a
And he got a smirk on his face it's all of that
Yeah, well we see what it is

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

2/sadat x]
You see the judge, but he don't
you're third felony, I believe strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel
Lost to the world, your and your girl
Keep your up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get time in the tank
Ask hank, he bout to bank, a cop wit high rank
gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife

[convict
Just I'm locked down don't mean the hustlin stop
Her-oine and beer twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so today I'm lettin you
But tomorrow you'll be 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 and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a in the wrong place
Beat him down, the strongest hand, piss 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 give me ass

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

1/xzibit]
So it's my twenty-third birthday, brew-no
You know no matter it take, we gotta celebrate
stayin straight, hair braided by this muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the
say "who the fuck is that? "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the
Correctional facilities, you don't wanna fuck wit these
Murders and keep you company ("yeah!")

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

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

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

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