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.
I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct,
Is one of the main reasons I don't a fuck.
Chances are usually not
'Cause I freeze with my on a hot hood.
And gettin' by the you-know-who.
When in a and white 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.
They're out to take our heads for what we in the past.
blank, They can kiss my black ass.
I didn't 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 through 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 this news. Four are on the run."
"FBI sources us that the four are headed"
"100 to their homebase, Compton."

Lend me a 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.
Runnin' on but runnin' 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 Witta Attitude.

Yo, but Dre's a nigga with to lose.
One of the few who's accused and abused
Of the crime of young minds.
But you don't know shit til you 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 hard, hauling ass.
'Cause I'm a nigga for havin' a notorious past.
My mind was - my temper was too quick.
Now the FBI's all my dick.

Got us tick and runnin' to find the gun that started the clock.
That's when the E off the startin' block.
A 100 from home and ,yo, it's a long stretch.
A little sprintin' motherfucker that they catch.
Yeah, back to again.
Yo, it's that or the Federal pen.
niggas been runnin' since beginning of time.
Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mind.
Runnin' I just don't care.
50 miles but , yo, I'ma get there.
Archin' my and on a straight rough.
Just like Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the out.
From 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 in, gunnin' and comin'
at yo ass.
A 100 Miles and

This one goes out to the four from Compton.
You're almost there, but the FBI has a message for you:
"Nowhere to run to, baby. to hide."
Good 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.
if the FBI wants me to shut up.
But I've got 10 000 strong.
got everybody singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song.
And while they treat my like dirt,
Their fuckin' family is wearin' our T-shirts.
So I'ma run til I run no more.
'Cause time for MC Ren to settle the score.
I got a urge to down doors.
At my grave like a 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 couldn't make it.
The even, now I'm leavin'.
We're 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 to go through the dark streets.
Runnin' like a on my own two feet.
But you know I stumble 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 goin' crazy with
A 100 of Runnin'!

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