Luyện nghe bài hát Amerikkka's Most Wanted

Ice Cube The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the city of the criminal
One time can't keep the law in
everybody's goin' crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and and brag and sag
Or beat down for ya
'cause if you is or you ain't a banger
one in the chamber
'cause you'll get things put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the
All the ol' house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous
They keep did my hair grow?
the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see okay
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies want to
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

Back in the day I dip my in dirt
Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got
But if you me, you know that I'm liable
To a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest
I'm a menace
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Book
the shit I took from people
I reap all your fat shit,
Back to the sect
I leave crew after but they can't catch me yet
I'm slick as slippery
They can't get wit me, cops shit to me
I dig a pig so I drop the dogs
And em like sweat hogs
And get mad, mad 'cause I'm the that flaunt it
AmeriKKKa's most

Hey yo, here's what the read:
'Ice Cube is wanted
all it said
I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the
Hear shots and
When I first they yo' rings, now they my rings
So it up punk and then I just
Put another jack in
It's the way
I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A
Ice Cube, a motherfuckin'
And tried to catch the bird but they slept, so
Who the worm?
And if I'm in a trap
You know I'ma the wack
With a payoff, cop lay off
FBI on my dick, off!
I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a
I'm a with a 'S' on his chest
So get the 'cause I'm a rip tonight
I'm scarin' ya, wanted by America

(Hey yo man, they on your ass)

Word, but who the fuck has
It's time to take a to the suburbs
Let em see a nigga
Point for the Caucasian
Cock the then crackle, smile
me to your house, pal
Got to the house, my got fat, see
the safe, got the money and the jewelry
Three weeks later, I'm at the
Had a little fly ass wit me
in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I know I lucked out
Struck out, I get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough
The ol' bitch down the street must've me in
'Cause the was out there ten deep
I got hassled and gaffled in the seat
I think back I was robbin' my own kind
The didn't pay it no mind
But when I start robbin' the folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I it before and I'll still taught it
Every motherfucker a color is most wanted