Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Your Time

[convict x]
Oh my goodness! what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face it's all of that
Yeah, we gone see what it is

[convict
you in for, everything under the sun
Recently, got me degree wit a hot gun
That's my strike, so xzibit can't go home
Fight to see like sylvester stallone
Don't ask too many questions nigga, that on the d-low
My family might you for an undercover c-o
Last one that tried didn't make it past
Five in the neck when everybody was lookin

2/sadat x]
You see the judge, but he don't
That's you're felony, I believe strike three
and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your and your girl
Keep your weight up, or ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get more time in the
Ask hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit rank
gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife

[convict
because I'm locked down don't mean the hustlin stop
Her-oine and beer joints twenty a pop
You a new recruit, so today I'm lettin you
But tomorrow you'll be confronted wit the in the side
If you a smart mothafucker, be fallin wit mine
bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We're I'm from, is money and got neither to waste
in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong place
Beat him down, break the strongest hand, piss in his
Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a
Low-class, got a dozen visitors pass
Plus the female wanna give me some ass

Chorus x] 2x
is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don't, well only your loss
You're only here 'cause you to force and be the boss, ha
Handle your time a man yo

[convict
So it's my birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no matter it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by muslim cat
Regulate the yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say "who the fuck is "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna wit these
and felonies keep you company ("yeah!")

[convict creole]
And yes y'all, on in ("yeah")
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass shook ("yeah")
Yeah bitch, to central booking ("yeah")
A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers ("yeah"), slingers, and gun

Even bitch-ass, shook-ass ("yeah") like y'all
Get on your ? ("yeah"), get out the blood on ? married character?
Kitten-ass faces ("yeah"), niggas about to beat you all to the last stop

[convict x]
I'm all good, as I my hood
At first I was shook, to play by the book
But you can't bid time by stayin in the cell
I'm gettin high everyday I was still on the corner
I'm in fat pink caps, new york to california
Makin for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin pills, and tell em "yo try those!"
Niggas try to but my team is tight
We as as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but act like a sucka
Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest
Use control, put a cat in if he's broke
And let em know, I just wanna my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab dough
Aiyyo I ain't tryin to jail, somebody post my

[convict 2/sadat x] (convict creole)
Yo man shhh, I need some new man
(oh oh shut the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at least some man (nigga what!)
Or man, I ain't get no letters man
(you be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas about me man
(I'll poke y'all, come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my
(don't be on the island I get there)
Can't even make phone calls
(mothafucker, ah um!)
to jam my collect calls now
(you will be tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna write me (mine you me!)
I got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
(you'll be mine mothafucker!)
Ain't nobody put no money on my
(don't fall tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm starvin in
ain't no fun