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
like the future

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

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

This is the 'Race Against Time' and I ain't got time to
To give chase, I put a in your fitted
Put head 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 doin' your hood
No good, and bein' misunderstood
I would die if I could, Rule the
And keep 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'

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

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

Bless the day that the God was two
Twenty-nine, seventy-six 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 out lookin' for ways to behead us
You can die in a matter of seconds, so slow it down
Turn back the hands of time the .40 Cal

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

Smoke reefer, ether, spit ashes
'Cause young Rule is in his prime 'Clay Cassius'
Hated by the masses, but overwhelmed with and passion
For when I die keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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

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

I can like sergeant, addictive like 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 just got
To pistol, drugs and other shit
Fell in love with a bitch I call Crime
She me that nobody can beat time
If you get of it nigga

So I looked her dead in her eyes and the trigger
that the music and film would be somethin' different
But this the old criminal vibin'
I ain't hidin', I'ma 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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

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