Luyện nghe bài hát Hush

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

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

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 make you a thug
A thug 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, look at them bit it again
I think my gun just gonna start clickin'

clack, I always spit back
Anybody call my name I go get
In fact we '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 history repeatin' itself

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

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

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

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

A doo rag a platinum chain don't you a thug
A fat with chrome don't make you a thug
That guy talk don't make you a thug
A thug 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 complexion
When I speak, I don't protection from the heat

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

Knowledge supreme, I stay on blast
That's why rappers want me to go on last
That's the truth, that's the fact, 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 mintue

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

A north face and skully hat don't make you a
A suit, a pair of timbs don't 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 make you a thug
A fat ride with chrome don't make you a
That tough guy talk make you a thug
A thug is a thug that's hush

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

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

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

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