Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles and Runnin'

"You don't really think gonna get away, do you?"
"We haven't spotted yet."
"But they're somewhere in the 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 to kill and destruct,
Is one of the main I don't give a fuck.
are usually not good
'Cause I with my hands on a hot hood.
And jacked by the you-know-who.
in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're three 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 my black ass.
I stutter when I said "Fuck The Police".
'Cause it's 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 creepin' the fall.
Runnin' like a team. Well, see, I might slayed y'all.
So for now the gun and
it in the air.
'Cause MC Ren has a 100 of Runnin'

"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

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

Yo, but Dre's a nigga nuthin' to lose.
One of the few been accused 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' some shit D-O-P-E.
So the P-O-L-I-C-E!
And any motherfucker disagrees.
Stuck and runnin' hard, 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' just to find the gun started the clock.
when the E jumped off the startin' block.
A 100 Miles from home and ,yo, a long stretch.
A little sprintin' that they won't catch.
Yeah, back to again.
Yo, either that or the Federal pen.
'Cause niggas runnin' since beginning 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.
my back and on a straight rough.
Just like Carl Lewis I'm the fuck out.
city to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit so you can remember I'm
A straight up that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
at yo ass.
A 100 and Runnin'

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

Runnin' like a nigga I to lose.
Show me on the but I hate 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.
'Cause it's for MC Ren to settle the score.
I got a to kick down doors.
At my grave like a even if the Ren calls.

Clouds are dark and are hidin'.
at the sunny motherfucker's are ridin'.
Started with five and, yo, one take it.
So now there's four 'cause the fifth make it.
The even, now I'm leavin'.
We're never took by a bitch with 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 home so I haul ass.
up everything in sight.
It's a crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight.
Now all chasing shit is done and
motherfuckers goin' crazy with
A 100 of Runnin'!

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