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Paroles Ludacris Do Your Time lyrics

Paroles Ludacris Do Your Time



[Lady]

You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility

Inmate, state your name (Darren)

This phone call may be monitered and recorded

Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not hang up

[Ludacris]

To my cousin Darren Ranch - stay up homie

To my brother Chris Butler - stay up homie

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

To my brother Mikey Mike - stay up homie

To my cuz J.B. - stay up homie

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

You lookin at a man that would

die for his daughter, just to let her breathe

And I'd definitely die for Jesus cause he died for me

Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder just to see what he's seen

But then I'd take 'em right back to see Martin Luther's dream

I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it

But half of my black brothers are still incarcerated

Locked up in a cell block, lost from the shell shock

Some sold they soul, others used to sell rocks

Look up in my mailbox, I get letters from my cuz

and every week said he wanna hit the streets

But he never struck a deal cause his mouth will never squeal

Put some money on his books and help him out with his appeal

Send some pictures of the fam and nasty pics of Shawnna

If you ever have to leave I got your mother AND your daughter

Born in this way of livin and our youth is stuck

To be safe it's safe to say the justice system's FUCKED up!

If you doin 25 to life - stay up homie

I got your money on ice so - stay up homie

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

All my peoples in the pit - stay up homie

And until you hit the bricks - stay up homie

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

[Beanie Sigel]

Until I went to jail you couldn't tell me, I ain't seen it all

That box, a motherfucker - it could stress a nigga balls

Especially when you broke and home base ain't acceptin your calls

And you don't hear your name when it's mail time

Caught in damn jailhouse barbers pushin back on your hairline

Fuckin {?} will have you stuck in that pill line

Your bitch miss the V-I this weekend

The food in your locker keeps shrinkin, your celly feet stinkin

The canteen ran out of menthols

Can't see how grown men wash other men drawers

Niggaz play the phone room reckless and get hit with new indictments

Talkin about old connects and new prices

Stress'll take a young nigga, give him an old face

Or stress'll take a dumb nigga, give him a new case

That shit I used to tell my walkie

Lil' Itchy, all he did was smoke weed and drink coffee

I know he miss me

To my man Lil' Nell (stay up homie)

To my man Steve P (stay up homie)

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

To my man Paul Selene (stay up homie)

To Abdul McKeith (stay up homie)

Until I see you in the streets keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

[Pimp C]

Uhh, if your people locked up you need to send 'em some shit

Cause it's never too late to stop bein a bitch

A magazine and some pictures is a nigga's whole world

When I was down them niggaz fell out so I'm ridin with the girls

Cause they got mo' heart, than them fake ass dudes

They send no letters, no books, and no money for no food

Cause commissary is so very necessary

It's so close to bein slavery, in Texas nigga it's scary

I reached out to C-Murder right before I came home

And when him home, let me go I make sure that his books was on

And three months later that nigga came home too

Ain't +No Limit+ to this shit cause now his dream's comin +Tru+

I'ma keep ridin with Bun cause UGK will never stop

And I'ma stand up for my partner, steady let them off a lot (yeah)

Biatch, and I'm as trill as you can be

They scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free (here I go)

[C-Murder]

Wake up, roll call, another day gone by

Now put a 'X' on November 25 I'm still alive

Open the dead roll balls

Now this dead man walkin parkin million dollar cars

It's slavery, hard labor, catch the feel

Redneck on the hearse while you walk, it's real

With a shotgun, burnin at the back of your dome

300 years left, my dawg ain't never comin home

One fight, dude got stabbed, he lost the nine

Almost died, in Camp Jay{?} nigga, ride or cry



Cream has suicide attempts, Precious took his own life

White boys can't handle the pain at night

You gotta fight for your shoes, or get your ass shook

And walk around with lipstick, and a pocketbook

You all in bitch, sit down when you piss

Sweet ass, you a ho, watch I blow you a kiss (mwah)

To my cousin Jimmy Watson (stay up homie)

To my homeboy Mack (stay up homie)

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

[Pimp C]

To my nigga Pharoahe (stay up homie)

To my nigga Z-Ro (stay up homie)

If you're locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

To the king Larry Hoover (stay up homie)

To my partner Shan-O you gotta (stay up homie)

If you're locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you

[Ludacris]

To the homeboy Shyne - stay up homie

To my nigga Mystikal - stay up homie

If you locked in the box keep makin it through

Do Your Time (Do Your Time) don't let your time do you
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  • Par koolyS le 2009/05/09 16:19

    il manque 2,3 mots dans le texte : -Mama is on DRUGS gettin high up in the kitchen -Startin with SOME laughs -Its only one GIRL really knows what she about -Nothin else to do but GET HER clothes and pack -Cause shes havin SEX with a boy whos sixteen voila je fais la chiante je sais mais je kiff grav cette chanson

  • Par Mehdi le 2009/03/22 00:15

    c clair t le meilleur rappeur americain, y a pas mieux ke toi ^^ serieux tu dis pas dlà merde, et t clips sont bien c pas comme les autres ou sa sert a rien lol continue comme sa mec

  • Par EMRE le 2008/06/07 00:14

    Je te kif grav luda pour moi tè le meilleur rappeur Americain peace mec

  • Par EMRE le 2008/06/07 00:11

    Je te kif grav luda pour moi tè le meilleur rappeur Americain peace mec

  • Par kamso le 2008/04/22 08:34

    ludacris je veux etre comme toi tu veux bien m'aide

  • Par kamtt le 2008/04/22 08:28

    ludacris you are my fam tu est mon fam tu est cool

  • Par fatiflower le 2008/04/01 20:56

    huuum U"re the best