Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles and Runnin'

"You don't think you're gonna get away, do you?"
"We spotted them yet."
"But they're somewhere in the vicinity."

A 100 and Runnin'.
MC Ren, I the gun and
You me to kill a motherfucker and it's done in.
I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct,
Is one of the main reasons I give a fuck.
are usually not good
'Cause I freeze my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the is two.
We're not alone, we're more brothers, I mean street-brothers.
Now wearin' my dyes, I'm not stupid, motherfuckers.
They're out to take our heads for we said in the past.
blank, They can kiss my black ass.
I didn't when I said "Fuck The Police".
it's hard for a nigga to get peace.
Now broken and can't be fixed.
'Cause police and black niggers don't mix so
Now I'm through the fall.
like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all.
So for now the gun and
it in the air.
'Cause MC Ren has a 100 Miles of

"Into news. Four fugitives are on the run."
"FBI sources us that the four are headed"
"100 miles to homebase, Compton."

me a mutherfuckin' ear.
So I can you why

Runnin' with my brothers, for the home base.
With a pace on the face that just we raced.
The road ahead on and on.
The shit is longer than the motherfuckin' marathon.
on but never runnin' out.
Stayin' and if I get tired, I can still try out.
Hitchhikin' if what it gotta do.
But nobody's pickin' up a Witta Attitude.

Yo, but Dre's a with nuthin' to lose.
One of the few been accused and abused
Of the crime of young minds.
But you don't know til you been in my shoes.
And Dre is from the see-P-T.
Droppin' shit that's D-O-P-E.
So the P-O-L-I-C-E!
And any motherfucker disagrees.
Stuck and runnin' hard, ass.
I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious past.
My mind was slick - my was too quick.
Now the all over my dick.

Got us tick and just to find the gun that started the clock.
That's when the E off the startin' block.
A 100 Miles from and ,yo, it's a long stretch.
A little sprintin' motherfucker that won't catch.
Yeah, to Compton again.
Yo, it's either or the Federal pen.
'Cause been runnin' since beginning of time.
Takin' a minute to tell you on my motherfuckin' mind.
Runnin' I just don't care.
Compton's 50 but , yo, I'ma get there.
Archin' my back and on a rough.
Just like Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the out.
city to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up just so you can remember I'm
A straight up nigga that's done in, and comin'
at yo ass.
A 100 Miles and

This one goes out to the four brothers Compton.
You're almost there, but the FBI has a little for you:
"Nowhere to run to, baby. to hide."
Good brothers.

like a nigga I hate to lose.
Show me on the news but I to be abused.
I it was a set-up.
So now I'm get up.
Even if the FBI me to shut up.
But got 10 000 niggas strong.
They got singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song.
And while they treat my like dirt,
Their fuckin' family is wearin' our T-shirts.
So run til I can't run no more.
'Cause time for MC Ren to settle the score.
I got a to kick down doors.
At my grave like a even if the Ren calls.

are dark and brothers are hidin'.
Dick-tricklin' at the motherfucker's are ridin'.
with five and, yo, one couldn't take it.
So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't it.
The even, now I'm leavin'.
We're never gettin' took by a bitch a weave in.
Her and the troops are right me.
But so fuckin' stupid, they'll never find me.

One more to go through the dark streets.
like a motherfucker on my own two feet.
But you know I stumble or lag last.
I'm almost home so I better ass.
up everything in sight.
It's a crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight.
Now all that chasing is done and
Four motherfuckers goin' crazy
A 100 of Runnin'!

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Surprise, niggas!