Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles And Running

And why do we call ourself 'Niggaz 4
'Cause if we die we still gon' be dead niggas
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 hold the gun and
You want me to kill a motherfucker and done in
Since I'm stereotyped to kill and
Is one of the main reasons, I give a fuck

Chances are usually not
I freeze 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, three more brothers, I mean 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 my black azz

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

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

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

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

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

Confused, yo but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' to
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' some that's D O P E
So the P O L I C E
And any that disagrees

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

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, it's a long
A sprintin' motherfucker that they won't catch

Yeah, to Compton 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' like I just don't
Compton's 50 miles but yo, I'ma get
Archin' my and on a straight rough
Just Carl Lewis, I'm ballin' the fuck out

From city to city, I'm a as I pass by
Rippin' up shit just so you can
I'm a up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
Straight at yo' ass, a 100 and runnin'

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

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

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

So I'ma run 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'
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny, motherfucker's are
Started with five and yo, one couldn't it
So now there's four 'cause the fifth make it

The number's even, now I'm
We're never took by a bitch with a weave in
Her and the troops are behind me
But they're so stupid, they'll never find me

One more mile to go through the streets
Runnin' like a on my own two feet
But you know I never stumble or lag
I'm almost home, so I haul ass

Tearin' up everything in
It's a little crazy motherfucker dodging the
Now chase, the shit, is done and
Four motherfuckers goin' with a 100 miles of runnin'

Stop, stop, stop,
Surprise,