Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some people came by the lookin' for me
I'm of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be to write you again
But I will be to California to see you
Your son,

Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what say I done
my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what say I done

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

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 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath

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

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

Listen, these feds for this 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 in a shits bath

It's so hard to get a room a credit card
so hard not to let 'em know where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he when I showed him cash
Had to mash he called the feds 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 front page, same height, age

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

It's like I hit the Lotto outside
it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta 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 they say I done
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, fuck 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit

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

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

I'm going back to Cali where bound with my strikes
Don't give a fuck on the marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that 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 hand

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

Keep my 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 'cos got me on the run
I swear I do what they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for this
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't 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' they got us in here 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