Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles and Runnin'

"You don't really think you're 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 kill a motherfucker and done in.
I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct,
Is one of the main reasons I don't a fuck.
are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my on a hot hood.
And jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're three brothers, I mean street-brothers.
Now wearin' my dyes, I'm not stupid, motherfuckers.
out to take our heads for what we said in the past.
Point blank, They can my black ass.
I didn't when I said "Fuck The Police".
'Cause it's for a nigga to get peace.
Now it's and can't be fixed.
police and little black niggers don't mix so
Now I'm creepin' 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 this news. 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' my brothers, headed for the home base.
With a steady pace on the face just we raced.
The road goes on and on.
The shit is gettin' longer 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 who's been accused and
Of the of poisonin' young minds.
But you know shit til you been in my shoes.
And Dre is back the see-P-T.
some shit 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 for havin' a notorious past.
My mind was - my temper was too quick.
Now the all over my dick.

Got us tick and just to find the gun that started the clock.
That's the E jumped off the startin' block.
A 100 Miles from home and ,yo, it's a stretch.
A little sprintin' motherfucker they won't catch.
Yeah, to Compton again.
Yo, it's either that or the pen.
'Cause been runnin' since beginning of time.
Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mind.
like I just don't care.
Compton's 50 but , yo, I'ma get there.
Archin' my back and on a rough.
Just like 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 straight up nigga done in, gunnin' and comin'
at yo ass.
A 100 and Runnin'

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

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

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

One more mile to go the dark streets.
Runnin' like a on my own two feet.
But you I never stumble or lag last.
I'm home so I better haul ass.
Tearin' up in sight.
a little crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight.
Now all that shit is done and
Four goin' crazy with
A 100 of Runnin'!

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