Luyện nghe bài hát Race Against Time II

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Race time, ha part two
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha ha
Nothin' the future

Guess who's to personify money, power, and bitches
But when bitches been gettin' money, that's when get ridiculous
I'm hittin' switches like six fo's, bouncin' and
The West coast seemin, the fo' fo' demon

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

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

But what's really hood, when you ain't doin' hood
No motherfuckin' good, and bein'
I would die if I could, Rule the
And I'ma 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'

Race against time, I stop
through the red light livin' my life
Even if I'm too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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

Bless the day that the God was two
Twenty-nine, seventy-six cocaine was heavily mixed
And all the had a fixation for bad reputation
For hoes, and shootin' fo', to bring the free basin

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

your style is 'Guerrilla'
So define the meanin' of 'Murder', it's killer
You outta your mind, the burner's for the fill up
No gas, and I spits like acid

reefer, blow ether, spit ashes
'Cause young Rule is in his prime 'Clay Cassius'
Hated by the masses, but with love and passion
For when I die 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 can't 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Race against time, I stop
Runnin' through the red livin' my life
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I can't stop

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

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

Jump over the threshold I got married
To bangin' pistol, drugs and shit
Fell in love a bitch that I call Crime
She reminded me that nobody can time
If you get enough of it

So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the
Thinkin' that the music and film be somethin' different
But the same old criminal vibin'
I ain't hidin', keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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

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