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, that? Back again
What's Word come on

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

A face and skully hat don't make you a thug
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 that's

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

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

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

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

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

They don't know that, all they know is that dat
That's digital audio tape if you don't know
Now go back and get my correct
I snatch that platinum from 'round 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 don't make 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 with chrome don't make you a
That tough guy talk 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 Scott is waitin'
Resurrection, just like my complexion
When I speak, I don't need protection the heat

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

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

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

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

A north face and skully hat make you a thug
A suit, a pair of timbs 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 doo rag a platinum chain don't make you a
A fat ride with chrome don't 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 see an improvement
In culture, join this movement
We need more glocks than my man Fox
The knowledge I spit to the click it don't

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

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

A army suit, a pair of timbs don't make you a
That tough guy talk 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 doo rag a platinum chain don't you a thug
A north and skully 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