Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

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

To my cousin Darren Ranch, up homie
To my Chris Butler, stay up homie
If you in the box, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do time, don't let your time do you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Caught in damn barbers pushin' back on your hairline
F***** [Incomprehensible] will have you stuck in that pill
Your b**** the V I this weekend
Food in your locker shrinkin', your celly feet stinkin'

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

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

To my man Lil' Nell, up homie
To my man Steve P, stay up
If you in the box keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your do you

To my man, Paul Selene, up homie
To Abdul McKeith, stay up
Until I see you in the streets, keep it through
Do time, do your time, don't let your time do you

Uhh, if your locked up, you need to send 'em some s***
'Cause never too late to stop bein' a b****
A magazine and some pictures is a n****** world
When I was down them fell 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 for no food
'Cause is so very necessary
It's so close to bein' slavery, in Texas it's scary

I out to C-Murder, right before I came home
And when him home, let me go I make sure his books was on
And three months that n**** came home 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 off a lot, yeah
And I'm as as you can be
They scream "Free C" but not see the pimp free, here I go

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

It's slavery, hard labor, catch the
Redneck on the hearse you walk, it's real
a shotgun, burnin' at the back of your dome
300 years left, my ain't never comin' home

One fight, dude got stabbed, he the nine
Almost died, in Jay, n****, ride or cry
has suicide attempts, precious took his own life
White boys handle the pain at night

You gotta fight for your shoes, or get 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 Watson, stay up homie
To my homeboy Mack, stay up
If you locked in the box keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

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

To the Larry Hoover, stay up homie
To my partner Shan O, you gotta stay up
If you're locked in the box, makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

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