Luyện nghe bài hát Hush

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

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

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

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

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

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

Criminal minded, you've blinded again
for my style you can't find it again
You can find these others that may sound like
But when it to the hands they don't get down like Kris

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

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

A doo rag a platinum chain make you a thug
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

A doo rag a platinum don't make you a thug
A fat ride with don't make you a thug
That tough guy don't make you a thug
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 return to Heaven, where Larock is waitin'
Resurrection, just my brown complexion
When I speak, I don't protection from the heat

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

Knowledge reigns supreme, I on blast
That's why these rappers 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, the sound of EMS
The rag on head, it best stay white
'Cause I can that red in a mintue aight

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

A face and skully hat don't make you a thug
A army suit, a pair of timbs 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 platinum chain make you a thug
A fat ride chrome don't make you a thug
tough guy talk don't make you a thug
A real thug is a thug that's

Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo
To all my who wanna see an improvement
In hip-hop culture, this movement
We more glocks than my man Freddie Fox
The knowledge I spit to the click it don't

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

Like where yo? yo? they livin' in fear yo
a jungle sometime, but I got my spear yo
The album's called 'Sneak attack', that's it is
spittin' facts to kids

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

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