Luyện nghe bài hát Extradition

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

Keep my 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 they say I done

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

Bust a nut, got to fuck 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 me asshole neck it
'Gone in sixty seconds', burn all
Nigga skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag twenties

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

It's so 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 'fore he 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, height, same age

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

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

Keep my on my gun 'cos 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 swear I didn't do they say I done

Listen, these feds for this 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 shit

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

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

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

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

Big bus, scandalous
'Cos can't stand us
They get and I try to fight 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 what they say I
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run
I I didn't do what they say I done

Listen, these feds fishin' for this
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, '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 send you can't send a Polaroid
got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer or something
I don't know, like they playin' us, it's like a game
It ain't but a game to them mama, it's my life