Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

You have a call from an inmate in a facility
Inmate, state your name,
phone call may be monitored and recorded
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not up

To my cousin Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, up homie
If you locked in the box, keep it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To my brother Mikey Mike, up homie
To my cuz J.B., stay up
If you in the box keep, makin' it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

You lookin' at a man that
Die for his daughter, just to let her
And I'd definitely die for Jesus, he died for me
Give my eyes to Wonder, just to see what he's seen
But then I'd take 'em back, to see Martin Luther's dream

I'd dream I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my black brothers are still
up in a cell block, lost from the shell shock
Some sold they soul, others to sell rocks

Look up in my mailbox, I get letters my cuz
And every week said he wanna hit the
But he never struck a deal, 'cause his mouth will squeal
Put some money on his books and help him out his appeal

Send some pictures of the fam, and nasty pics of
If you ever have to leave, I got your mother and your
Born in this way of livin' and our are stuck
To be safe, it's safe to say the system's f***** up

If you 25 to life, stay up homie
I got money on ice so, stay up homie
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let time do you

All my peoples in the pit, stay up
And you hit the bricks, stay up homie
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

Until I went to jail you couldn't tell me, I ain't it all
That box, a mother*******, it could a n**** b****
Especially when you broke and home base, ain't acceptin' your
And you hear your name when it's mail time

Caught in damn jailhouse barbers back on your hairline
F***** [Incomprehensible] will you stuck in that pill line
Your b**** missed the V I weekend
Food in your keeps shrinkin', your celly feet stinkin'

The canteen ran out of
Can't see how grown men wash men drawers
N***** played the phone room reckless, and get hit with new
about old connects and new prices

Stress'll take a n****, give him an old face
Or stress'll a dumb n****, give him a new case
That s*** I to tell my walkie lil' itchy
All he did was weed and drink coffee, I know he miss me

To my man Lil' Nell, up homie
To my man Steve P, up homie
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To my man, Selene, stay up homie
To Abdul McKeith, stay up
Until I see you in the streets, keep it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

Uhh, if people locked up, you need to send 'em some s***
'Cause it's never too late to bein' a b****
A magazine and some pictures is a n****** whole
When I was down them n***** out, so I'm ridin' with the girls

'Cause they got mo' heart, them fake a** dudes
They send no letters, no books, and no money for no
commissary is so very necessary
It's so to bein' slavery, in Texas n**** it's scary

I out to C-Murder, right before I came home
And him home, let me go I make sure that his books was on
And three months later that n**** came too
Ain't no limit to this 'cause now his dream's comin' tru

I'ma keep ridin' with Bun UGK will never stop
And I'ma stand up for my partner, steady let them off a lot,
And I'm as as you can be
They scream "Free C" but not see the pimp free, here I go

Wake up, roll call, another day by
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still
the dead roll balls
Now this man walkin' parkin' million dollar cars

It's slavery, hard labor, the feel
Redneck on the hearse while you walk, it's
With a shotgun, at the back of your dome
300 years left, my dawg ain't never comin'

One fight, dude got stabbed, he lost the
Almost died, in Jay, n****, ride or cry
Cream has suicide attempts, precious took his own
White boys can't the pain at night

You gotta fight for shoes, or get your a** shook
And walk around with lipstick, and a
You all in b****, sit down when you
Sweet a**, you a h**, watch I you a kiss

To my cousin Jimmy Watson, stay up
To my Mack, stay up homie
If you locked in the box keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

To my n**** Pharoahe, stay up
To my n**** Z Ro, stay up
If locked in the box, keep makin' it through
Do time, do your time don't let your time do you

To the Larry Hoover, stay up homie
To my partner O, you gotta stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

To the homeboy Shyne, up homie
To my n**** Mystikal, up homie
If you locked in the box, keep it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you