Luyện nghe bài hát Hush

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

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

A north face and skully hat 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 thug is a thug hush

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

Click clack, I always back
Anybody call my name I go get
In fact we draggin' 'em out, to a route
The returns, you must learn, the word is out

No doubt highly respected, front 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 style you find it again
You can find these others that may sound Kris
But when it comes to the hands don't get down like Kris

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

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

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

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

Word, yeah, uh-huh, yo
Yo, yo, yo hit 'em
What mean the 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
return to Heaven, where Scott Larock is waitin'
Resurrection, like my brown complexion
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 take one around
And all you is, "Get down, get down, get down"

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

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

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 you a thug
A thug is a thug that's hush

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

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

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

Like 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
spittin' facts to kids

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

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