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
like the future

Guess back to personify money, power, and bitches
But when bitches been 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 rock's all up
Roll up a diesel, keep it hashed up
Then 'Holla, holla' at the whores, is hollerin'
Let 'em know a few facts like if ridin', your back's slidin'

This is the 'Race Against and I ain't got time to waste
To give chase, I put a in your fitted
Put your head to the barrel 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 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 light my life
Even if I'm too hot
I can't stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Bless the day the God was born two
Twenty-nine, seventy-six when cocaine was 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 is runnin' like Betties
And got his guns out lookin' for ways to us
You can die in a matter of seconds, so slow it down
Turn back the of time with the .40 Cal

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

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

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

If Christ was criticized, then why not me
What the fuck am I special? I struck a 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 like sergeant, addictive like heroin
Outsiders just lookin' in, through a barrel pinned to the peep hole
They seein' all or nothin' Jazz from Clisco
Hit 'em up and go

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

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

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