Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles and Runnin'

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

A 100 and Runnin'.
MC Ren, I the gun and
You want me to a motherfucker and it's done in.
Since I'm stereotyped to and destruct,
Is one of the main reasons I give a fuck.
Chances are usually not
'Cause I freeze with my on a hot hood.
And gettin' by the you-know-who.
in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're more brothers, I mean street-brothers.
Now my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, motherfuckers.
They're out to our heads for what we said in the past.
Point blank, They can kiss my ass.
I didn't when I said "Fuck The Police".
'Cause hard for a nigga to get peace.
Now broken and can't be fixed.
'Cause police and little black niggers mix so
Now I'm creepin' 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 of Runnin'

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

me a mutherfuckin' ear.
So I can you why

Runnin' my brothers, headed for the home base.
With a steady pace on the that just we raced.
The ahead goes on and on.
The shit is longer than the motherfuckin' marathon.
Runnin' on but runnin' out.
wired and if I get tired, I can still try out.
Hitchhikin' if 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 crime of poisonin' minds.
But you know shit til you been in my shoes.
And Dre is back the see-P-T.
Droppin' shit that's D-O-P-E.
So the P-O-L-I-C-E!
And any that disagrees.
and runnin' hard, hauling ass.
'Cause I'm a known for havin' a notorious past.
My was slick - my temper was too quick.
Now the all over my dick.

Got us tick and runnin' to find the gun that started the clock.
That's the E jumped off the startin' block.
A 100 from home and ,yo, it's a long stretch.
A little sprintin' motherfucker that they catch.
Yeah, to Compton again.
Yo, it's either that or the pen.
'Cause niggas runnin' since beginning of time.
Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mind.
Runnin' like I just care.
Compton's 50 miles but , yo, get there.
Archin' my back and on a rough.
Just Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the fuck out.
From to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit so you can remember I'm
A up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
at yo ass.
A 100 Miles and

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

Runnin' like a I hate to lose.
me on the news but I hate to be abused.
I it was a set-up.
So now I'm get up.
Even if the FBI wants me to up.
But I've got 10 000 strong.
They got singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song.
And while they treat my group dirt,
whole fuckin' family 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 grave a slave even if the Ren calls.

Clouds are and brothers are hidin'.
Dick-tricklin' at the motherfucker's are ridin'.
Started five and, yo, one couldn't take it.
So now there's four 'cause the fifth make it.
The even, now I'm leavin'.
We're gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops are right me.
But they're so 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 home so I haul ass.
up everything in sight.
It's a crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight.
Now all chasing shit is done and
Four motherfuckers goin' with
A 100 of Runnin'!

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