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
Nothin' the future

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

And the all stashed up
up a little diesel, keep it hashed up
Then 'Holla, holla' at the whores, is back
Let 'em know a few facts if your ridin', your back's slidin'

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

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

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

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

If this is erasin', the devil is runnin' like 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 the hands of time with the .40 Cal

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

Smoke reefer, ether, spit ashes
'Cause young Rule is in his like 'Clay Cassius'
by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion
For I die niggaz 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 against time, I 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 was criticized, then why not me
What the fuck am I special? I a deal with the devil
Ha ha, if a kid a prophet, one seem like its logic
Me in church, or me in bed bitches menagen

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

over the threshold I just got married
To bangin' pistol, drugs and shit
Fell in love with a bitch that I call
She reminded me that can beat time
If you get enough of it

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

Race against time, I stop
Runnin' through the red livin' my life
Even if I'm too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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