Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if people came by the house 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 on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I

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

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

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

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

Listen, these feds fishin' for this
I'm on a mission, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I kick 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 not to let 'em know where you are
to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called the on my ass

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

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

like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my
That's my and I gotta warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm back 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 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, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em
I kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a bath

My boys 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 feds see me
I'm up in D.C. with number three
Clownin', a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and rock

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

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

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

Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I
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 fishin' for this
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 pictures you can't send a Polaroid
They got to be the regular
An' got us in here puttin' in computer chips 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