Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles And Running

And why do we ourself 'Niggaz 4 Life'?
'Cause if we die we still gon' be dead niggas
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
We haven't them yet
But they're in the immediate vicinity

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

are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my on a hot hood
And gettin' by the you-know-who
in a black and white the capacity is two

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

I stutter when I said, 'Fuck Tha Police'
'Cause it's hard for a nigga to get
Now it's broken and can't be
'Cause police and little black niggers mix

So now I'm through the fall
Runnin' like a team, well, see, I might have slayed
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 us that the four are headed
100 miles to their base, Compton
Lend me a mutherfuckin' ear, so I can you why

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

Runnin' on but never out
Stayin' and if I get tired, I can still try out
if that's what it gotta do
But pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude

Confused, yo but Dre's a with nuthin' to lose
One of the few been accused and abused
Of the of poisonin' young minds
But you don't shit 'til you been in my shoes

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

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

Got us tick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the
That's the E jumped off the startin' block
A 100 miles home and yo, it's a long stretch
A little sprintin' motherfucker that they catch

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

Runnin' like I just don't
50 miles but yo, I'ma get there
Archin' my back and on a rough
Just like Carl Lewis, I'm the fuck out

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

This one goes out to the brothers from Compton
You're almost but the F.B.I. has a little message for you
Nowhere to run to, baby, to hide
luck, brothers

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

But I've got 10,000 niggas
They got singin' my 'Fuck Tha Police' song
And while they my group like dirt
Their whole family is wearin' our T-shirts

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

Clouds are dark and are hidin'
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny, are ridin'
Started five and yo, one couldn't take it
So now there's '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 troops are right me
But they're so fuckin' stupid, they'll find me

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

Tearin' up in sight
It's a little crazy dodging the searchlight
Now that chase, the shit, is and
Four motherfuckers goin' crazy with a 100 miles of

Stop, stop, stop,
Surprise,