Luyện nghe bài hát Race Against Time II

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Race time, ha part two
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Nothin' like the

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

And the all stashed up
Roll up a little diesel, keep it up
'Holla, 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 give chase, I put a hole in your
Put head to the barrel like DJ's a spin it
Backward, to off the backwood, I'm so hood

But what's hood, when you ain't doin' your hood
No motherfuckin' good, and misunderstood
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 livin' my
Even if I'm too hot
Still I can't '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 can't stop

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

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 I'ma define the of 'Murder', it's killer
You your mind, the burner's designed for the fill 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 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 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 livin' 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 am I special? I struck a deal with the devil
Ha ha, if a kid a prophet, which one like its logic
Me in church, or me in bed with menagen

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

Jump over the I just got married
To pistol, drugs and other shit
Fell in with a bitch that I call Crime
She reminded me that nobody can beat
If you get enough of it

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

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

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