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 be able to write you again
But I be back to California to see you
Your son,

Keep my hand on my gun 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

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

a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
'Cos this the street 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 popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, try to stop 'em

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

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

It's so hard to get a room without a credit
It's so hard not to let 'em where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I 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
Grabbed the out her hand
Am I the man on the front page, same height, age

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

It's I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my
That's my motto and I warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm going back to

my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done
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, fuck 'em, 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I kick 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 fifty states, can't till I'm back on my feet
Switch and this bitch in her sleep

Low key, you feds see me
I'm up in D.C. strike number three
Clownin', made a little to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and rock

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

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

Big gray bus,
'Cos can't stand us
They get excited and I try to it
I'm going back to Cali for show,

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos 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 they say I done

Listen, feds fishin' 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 shit

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