Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles And Running

And why do we call ourself 'Niggaz 4
'Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead
You really think you're gonna get away, do you?
We spotted them yet
But they're in the immediate vicinity

A 100 and runnin', MC Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me to a motherfucker and it's done in
Since I'm stereotyped to and destruct
Is one of the reasons, I don't give a fuck

are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my on a hot hood
And gettin' jacked by the
When in a black and white the is two

We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I street brothers
Now wearin' my 'cause I'm not stupid, motherfuckers
They're out to take our heads for what we in the past
blank, they can kizz my black azz

I didn't stutter when I said, Tha Police'
it's hard for a nigga to get peace
Now it's broken and be fixed
'Cause and little black niggers don't mix

So now I'm creepin' through the
Runnin' like a team, well, see, I might have slayed
So for now the gun and hold it in the air
'Cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of

Into news, four fugitives are on the run
F.B.I. sources tell us the four are headed
100 miles to their base, Compton
Lend me a mutherfuckin' ear, so I can you why

Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the base
With a steady on the face that just we raced
The road ahead on and on
The shit is gettin' than the mutherfuckin' marathon

Runnin' on but never out
Stayin' and if I get tired, I can still try out
Hitchhikin' if what it gotta do
But nobody's up a Nigga Witta Attitude

Confused, yo but a nigga with nuthin' to lose
One of the few who's been and abused
Of the crime of young minds
But you don't know shit 'til you been in my

And Dre is from the C P T
Droppin' shit that's D O P E
So the P O L I C E
And any that disagrees

Stuck and hard, hauling ass
'Cause I'm a known for havin' a notorious past
My mind was slick, my was too quick
Now the F.B.I.'s all over my

Got us tick and runnin' just to the gun that started the clock
That's when the E jumped off the startin'
A 100 miles from home and yo, it's a stretch
A little sprintin' that they won't catch

Yeah, to Compton again
Yo, either that or the Federal Pen
'Cause niggas been runnin' since beginning of
Takin' a minute to you what's on my mutherfuckin' mind

Runnin' like I don't care
Compton's 50 miles but yo, I'ma get
Archin' my back and on a rough
Just Carl Lewis, I'm ballin' the fuck 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'
Straight at yo' ass, a 100 and runnin'

one goes out to the four brothers from Compton
You're there but the F.B.I. has a little message for you
Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to
Good luck,

Runnin' a nigga, I hate to lose
Show me on the but I hate to be abused
I it was a setup, so now I'm gonna get up
Even if the F.B.I. wants me to up

But I've got 10,000 strong
got everybody singin' my 'Fuck Tha Police' song
And while treat my group like dirt
Their whole fuckin' family is our T-shirts

So I'ma run 'til I can't run no
'Cause it's for MC Ren to settle the score
I got a urge to kick down
At my grave like a even if the Ren calls

Clouds are dark and brothers are
at the sunny, motherfucker's are ridin'
Started with and yo, one couldn't take it
So now four '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, never find me

One mile to go through 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 everything in
It's a little crazy dodging the searchlight
Now chase, the shit, is done and
Four motherfuckers goin' with a 100 miles of runnin'

Stop, stop, stop,
Surprise,