Luyện nghe bài hát Race Against Time II

Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Race time, ha part two
You know, ha ha, uh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha ha
Nothin' the future

Guess back to personify money, power, and bitches
But when bitches been money, that's when shit get ridiculous
I'm switches like six fo's, bouncin' and leanin'
The coast seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon

And the rock's all up
Roll up a little diesel, it hashed up
'Holla, holla' at the whores, is hollerin' back
Let 'em a few facts like if your ridin', your back's slidin'

This is the Against Time' and I ain't got time to waste
To give chase, I put a hole in your
Put your head to the barrel DJ's a spin it
Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so

But what's hood, when you ain't doin' your hood
No good, and bein' misunderstood
I would die if I could, the lion
And keep 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'

Race against time, I can't
Runnin' the red light livin' my life
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Race time, I can't stop
Runnin' the red light livin' my life
Even if I'm too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Bless the day the God was born two
Twenty-nine, when cocaine was heavily mixed
And all the niggaz had a fixation for bad
For pimpin' hoes, and shootin' fo', to bring the free

If this is time erasin', the devil is runnin' Betties
And got his guns out lookin' for to behead us
You can die in a of seconds, so I'ma slow it down
Turn back the hands of time the .40 Cal

Claimin' your is 'Guerrilla'
So I'ma define the meanin' of 'Murder', killer
You outta mind, the burner's designed for the fill up
No gas, and when I spits acid

reefer, blow ether, spit ashes
'Cause young Rule is in his prime like 'Clay
Hated by the masses, but with love and passion
For I die niggaz keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

against time, I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light livin' my
Even if I'm too hot
Still I can't stop

Race against time, I can't
Runnin' through the red light livin' my
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

If Jesus was criticized, then why not me
What the fuck am I I struck a deal with the devil
Ha ha, if a kid a prophet, which one seem like its
Me in church, or me in bed with menagen

I can chase like sergeant, addictive like
Outsiders just lookin' in, through a barrel that's pinned to the hole
They seein' all or nothin' like Jazz Clisco
Hit 'em up and go

Jump the threshold I just got married
To pistol, drugs and other shit
Fell in with a bitch that I call Crime
She reminded me that can beat time
If you get enough of it

So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the
that the music and film would be somethin' different
But this the same old vibin'
I hidin', I'ma keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Race against time, I can't
Runnin' the red light livin' my life
Even if I'm too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

against time, I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light livin' my
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'