Luyện nghe bài hát Hush

Uh-huh, whatchu Uh-huh, we was done?
Uh-huh, whatchu thought? yeah yeah
thought? uh, uh, uh
Yo, yo, back again, what's Back again
What's that? Word on

A north face and skully hat make you a thug
A army suit, a pair of don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat make you a thug
A real thug is a that's hush

A north face and hat don't make you a thug
A army suit, a of timbs don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat don't make you a
A thug is a thug that's hush

Yo, yo, yo, it, check it
Let us begin', KRS, winnin' again, KRS one did it
KRS than them, look at them they bit it again
I think my gun just gonna start clickin'

Click clack, I always spit
call my name I go get that
In fact we draggin' 'em out, to a deserted
The teacher returns, you learn, the word is out

No doubt highly respected, front records
Off the hook, yet still
Are you teachin' yourself, teachin'
I'm like history itself

Criminal minded, been blinded again
Lookin' for my style you find it again
You can find others that may sound like Kris
But when it comes to the hands they get down like Kris

never ran up in the clubs with a hundred thugs
Never had the of crips and bloods
Never knew B.O., they never big pun
They never battled MC's, never bust they gun

They don't that, all they know is that show dat
That's digital audio tape if you don't that
Now go and get my name correct
'Fore I snatch platinum from 'round your neck

A doo rag a chain don't make you a thug
A fat ride with don't make you a thug
That guy talk don't make you a thug
A thug is a thug that's hush

A doo rag a platinum don't make you a thug
A fat ride chrome don't make you a thug
That tough guy talk don't make you a
A real is a thug that's hush

Word, yeah, uh-huh, yo
Yo, yo, yo hit 'em
mean the world to me? H I P H O P
And S I M, O N E and G O D, I low key

I go down to Hell, and slap up
Then to Heaven, where Scott Larock is waitin'
Resurrection, just like my brown
When I speak, I don't need protection from the

I walk these and I'm quick to hit first
Throw on any beat I'll be quick to first
And rip town, I one look around
And all you is, "Get down, get down, get down"

Knowledge reigns supreme, I stay on
That's why rappers want me to go on last
That's the truth, the fact, that's the deal
Forget sex appeal, my tech is

And my rep is real, KRS
Woo-woop-woop, that's the of EMS
The rag on your head, it best stay
'Cause I can turn that red in a aight

Now go back and get my correct
'Fore I snatch them diamonds from 'round neck
Once again, get my correct
I snatch that platinum from 'round your neck

A face and skully hat don't make you a thug
A army suit, a pair of timbs make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat make you a thug
A real thug is a thug hush

A doo rag a platinum chain don't make you a
A fat ride with chrome don't make you a
That tough guy talk make you a thug
A real thug is a thug hush

Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo
To all my who wanna see an improvement
In culture, join this movement
We need more glocks than my man Fox
The knowledge I spit to the click it stop

That Godcore, ready to start war
Rock shock more top your pop tour
I'm sure drop the grade to zero
the teacher return, I don't chase Deniro

Like where yo? Where yo? livin' in fear yo
It's a sometime, but I got my spear yo
The album's called attack', that's what it is
KRS-One spittin' to kids

A army suit, a pair of don't make you a thug
That tough guy talk don't make you a
An ill mug and a gat don't you a thug
A real thug is a thug that's

A doo rag a chain don't make you a thug
A north face and skully hat don't you a thug
A fat with chrome don't make you a thug
A real thug is a that's hush