Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles and Runnin'

"You don't think you're gonna get away, do you?"
"We haven't them 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 reasons I don't a fuck.
Chances are usually not
'Cause I freeze my hands 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 more brothers, I street-brothers.
Now wearin' my dyes, 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 didn't when I said "Fuck The Police".
it's hard for a nigga to get peace.
Now it's broken and be fixed.
'Cause police and little niggers don't mix so
Now I'm through the fall.
Runnin' 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 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 face that 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 up a Nigga Witta Attitude.

Yo, but Dre's a with nuthin' to lose.
One of the few who's accused and abused
Of the crime of poisonin' minds.
But you don't 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 motherfucker disagrees.
Stuck and runnin' hard, ass.
'Cause I'm a known for havin' a notorious past.
My mind was slick - my was too quick.
Now the all over my dick.

Got us tick and runnin' just to the gun that started the clock.
when the E jumped off the startin' block.
A 100 Miles home and ,yo, it's a long stretch.
A sprintin' motherfucker that they won't catch.
Yeah, to Compton again.
Yo, it's either or the Federal pen.
'Cause niggas been 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 and on a straight 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 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 there, but the FBI has a little 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.
if the FBI wants me to shut up.
But got 10 000 niggas strong.
got everybody singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song.
And while they my group like dirt,
Their whole fuckin' is wearin' our T-shirts.
So run til I can't run no more.
'Cause time for MC Ren to settle the score.
I got a urge to down doors.
At my grave like a slave if the Ren calls.

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

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

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