Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if people came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of they say I done
Now I don't know when be able to write you again
But I will be to California to see you
son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube

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

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

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

Freakin', be leakin', information
Got the feds seekin',
Niggaz say my name up, bitch hop up
close the shop up, they try to stop 'em

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

Listen, feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks
Or the rest of my life in a shits bath

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

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

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

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

my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do 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 fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick
Or spend the of my life in a shit 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 bitch in her

Low key, you can't see me
I'm up in D.C. strike number three
Clownin', made a little stock to get a cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and rock

I'm going 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 motherfucker in the lobby
Looking like he rob me

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

Big gray bus,
'Cos can't stand us
They get 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 say I done
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I I didn't do what they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for 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 bath

Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a
They got to be the pictures
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 ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama, it's my