Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

Dear Mama, if some came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything say I done
Now I know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be back to 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 hand on my gun they got me on the run
I swear I do what they 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
bitch 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 bless Don Polla, S
I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on breath

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

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

Listen, these fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or the rest of my life in a shits bath

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

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

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

It's I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it for his wallet and my bottle
my motto 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 I didn't do what they say I done
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 of my life in a shit bath

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

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

I'm going back to Cali where it's bound 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 he wanna rob me

Federal, like no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a
An I'm 'a sue all and blue
When I come to hand

Big gray bus,
'Cos can't 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 they say I done
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do they say I done

Listen, these feds 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 life in a bath

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