Luyện nghe bài hát Do Your Time

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

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

To my brother Mikey Mike, stay up
To my cuz J.B., stay up
If you in the box keep, makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

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

I'd dream that I tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my brothers 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 every week he wanna hit the streets
But he struck a deal, 'cause his mouth will never squeal
Put some on his books and help him out with his appeal

Send some pictures of the fam, and nasty pics of
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, it's safe to say the system's f***** up

If you doin' 25 to life, up homie
I got your money on ice so, stay up
If you locked in the box makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Uhh, if your people locked up, you need to send 'em s***
'Cause it's too late to stop bein' a b****
A magazine and some is a n****** whole world
When I was down them n***** fell out, so I'm ridin' with the

'Cause they got mo' heart, than fake a** dudes
They send no letters, no books, and no for no food
commissary 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 later that came home too
no limit to this s*** 'cause now his dream's comin' tru

I'ma keep ridin' with Bun 'cause UGK will stop
And stand up for my partner, steady let them off a lot, yeah
And I'm as as you can be
They scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free, I go

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

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

One fight, dude got stabbed, he lost the
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 shoes, or get your a** shook
And around with lipstick, and a pocketbook
You all in b****, sit down when you
Sweet a**, you a h**, watch I blow you a

To my cousin Jimmy Watson, up homie
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, up homie
To my n**** Z Ro, 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 King Hoover, stay up homie
To my Shan O, you gotta stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it
Do your time, do your time, let your time do you

To the homeboy Shyne, stay up
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