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

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

And the rock's all up
Roll up a little diesel, it hashed up
Then 'Holla, holla' at the whores, is back
Let 'em know a few facts like if your ridin', 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 head to the barrel like DJ's a spin it
Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so

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

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

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

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

Claimin' your style is
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I looked her dead in her and pulled the trigger
Thinkin' the music and film would be somethin' different
But this the same old criminal
I ain't hidin', I'ma keep

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

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