Luyện nghe bài hát Race Against Time II

Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Race against time, ha two
You know, ha ha, uh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha ha
Nothin' like the

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

And the all stashed 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', your slidin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If Jesus 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 with bitches

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

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

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

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' through the red light my life
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'