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

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

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

But what's really hood, when you doin' your hood
No good, and bein' misunderstood
I die if I could, Rule the lion
And I'ma 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'

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

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

Bless the day the God was born two
Twenty-nine, seventy-six 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 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 it down
Turn the hands of time with the .40 Cal

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

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

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

Race against time, I stop
Runnin' 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 with menagen

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

Jump over the threshold I just got
To bangin' pistol, and other shit
Fell in with a bitch that I call Crime
She reminded me that can beat time
If you get of it nigga

So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the
that the music and film would be somethin' different
But the same old criminal vibin'
I hidin', I'ma keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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

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