Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles and Runnin'

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

A 100 and Runnin'.
MC Ren, I the gun and
You want me to kill a and it's done in.
Since I'm to kill and destruct,
Is one of the main I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not
'Cause I with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' by the you-know-who.
in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, three 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.
Point blank, can kiss my black ass.
I didn't when I said "Fuck The Police".
it's hard for a nigga to get peace.
Now it's broken and be fixed.
police and little black niggers don't mix so
Now I'm through the fall.
Runnin' like a team. Well, see, I 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 tell us that the four are headed"
"100 miles to homebase, Compton."

Lend me a ear.
So I can you why

Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the base.
With a steady on the face that just we raced.
The road ahead on and on.
The shit is gettin' longer the motherfuckin' marathon.
Runnin' on but runnin' out.
Stayin' and if I get tired, I can still try out.
if that's what it gotta do.
But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Attitude.

Yo, but Dre's a nigga with to lose.
One of the few who's been and abused
Of the of poisonin' young minds.
But you don't shit til you been in my shoes.
And Dre is from the see-P-T.
Droppin' some that's D-O-P-E.
So the P-O-L-I-C-E!
And any that disagrees.
Stuck and runnin' hard, ass.
'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a past.
My was slick - my temper was too quick.
Now the FBI's all 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 motherfucker that they won't catch.
Yeah, to Compton again.
Yo, it's either or the Federal pen.
'Cause niggas been runnin' since of time.
a minute to tell you what's on my motherfuckin' mind.
Runnin' I just don't care.
Compton's 50 miles but , yo, 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 shit just so you can I'm
A straight up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and
at yo ass.
A 100 Miles and

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

Runnin' like a 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.
if the FBI wants me to shut up.
But I've got 10 000 strong.
They got singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song.
And they treat my group like dirt,
Their whole fuckin' is wearin' our T-shirts.
So run til I can't run no more.
it's time for MC Ren to settle the score.
I got a to kick down doors.
At my like a slave even if the Ren calls.

Clouds are dark and are hidin'.
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny 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 behind me.
But so fuckin' stupid, they'll never find me.

One mile to go through the dark streets.
like a motherfucker on my own two feet.
But you know I never or lag last.
I'm almost so I better haul ass.
up everything in sight.
It's a little motherfucker dodging the searchlight.
Now all that chasing shit is and
Four motherfuckers goin' with
A 100 of Runnin'!

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