Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

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

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

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

Freakin', niggaz be leakin',
Got the feds seekin',
say my name popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, they try to 'em

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

Listen, feds fishin' 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 in a shits bath

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

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

Rap gage, put it down the
Got my hostage sausage 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
Brought it there for his wallet and my
my motto and I gotta warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm back to California

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big bus, scandalous
'Cos they stand us
They get excited and I try to it
I'm going back to for show, extradited

Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I
my hand on my gun 'cos 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, 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick
Or spend the rest of my in a shit bath

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