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 kill a motherfucker and it's in.
Since I'm to kill and destruct,
Is one of the main reasons I don't a fuck.
Chances are 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 more brothers, I street-brothers.
Now my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, motherfuckers.
out to take our heads for what we said in the past.
Point blank, They can kiss my ass.
I stutter when I said "Fuck The Police".
'Cause hard for a nigga to get peace.
Now it's and can't be fixed.
'Cause police and black niggers don't mix so
Now I'm creepin' 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 Miles of

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

me a mutherfuckin' ear.
So I can you why

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

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

Got us and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock.
That's the E jumped off the startin' block.
A 100 Miles from 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.
a minute to tell you what's on my motherfuckin' mind.
Runnin' like I don't 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 city to 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 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 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.
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 my group like dirt,
Their whole fuckin' is wearin' our T-shirts.
So I'ma run til I run no more.
it's time for MC Ren to settle the score.
I got a urge to kick doors.
At my like a slave even if the Ren calls.

are dark and brothers are hidin'.
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny are ridin'.
Started with and, yo, one couldn't take it.
So now there's four 'cause the 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 never me.

One mile to go through the dark streets.
like a motherfucker on my own two feet.
But you know I stumble or lag last.
I'm home so I better haul ass.
Tearin' up in sight.
It's a crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight.
Now all that shit is done and
motherfuckers goin' crazy with
A 100 of Runnin'!

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