Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

[Fiend
So cha' back here for
Yeah, ya time
Want cha' to meet some people of mine, ya me
Over here we got ,uh, Banner, Tira, Fiend
Head counts to Mr. Magic,
And we gon' do it like this here, ya me

[Hook: Magic & ] (x2)
got us incarcerated (Damn)
20 to life is what I'm (Said talk to em')
Can't seem to get away the cases (Say damn)
My is the only thing I'm chasing (Gotta talk to em')

Look, they got me up in O-Z
Stay the from around me, ya niggas don't know me
Ya me, ya better down me
ask, I'm a hustler
Sharpen up the and go for the jugular
You see me holdin' on these bars
Screamin' fuck the ready to go to war
I focused, keep my eyes on the uniforms
They laugh with us but them bitches wanna do us
I'm iron you can see the fire in my eyes
Whoppin' you motherfuckers, prepare to
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my gon' always be free
And on the nigga remember that they shootin' at me
I can't get used to food, this shit is making me sick
Plus these niggas in here done took that dick
Head waitin' on my day to escape
But fuck the I'm goin' over the gate

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a
Deal with any nigga doin' times get critical
Cops crewed out I was tryin' to get too physical
Now I'm in room, coughing and raising my genitals
bars, fist fights in the yard
I'ma dodge spending in the morgue
Look, more ticket to spend his life the Lord
He think he make it out, it out
Now my cellmate talkin' bout out
Look, I told fool it was impossible
Too of an obstacle
If you get you know what them cops'll do
He had to quit more time, hospital
Actin' like he didn't them people rotten too
Don't he familiar, niggas in chains
You make me wanna kill ya, ya it's a game
His and his badge make him think he the man
I take it, have to face it, the people got us

x2]

I got partners that ain't never comin'
Two collect on the phone
Still touch the street I Jones
Still cuss the heat of Jones
a bitch that you own
Behind bars never be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His mind
Roam and straight throne
Graduated col, heard he got moved from Californ
Pumpin' it out the crib got him
Two miles from the state
blocks from the Magnolia
If he don't soldier he over
So he got it from the and trife
Got familiar with the skills, I done for stripes
Break the for the last time, it was my last time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a man walkin' to him
Unless he died natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]