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
like the future

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

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

But really hood, when you ain't doin' your hood
No motherfuckin' good, and misunderstood
I die if I could, Rule the lion
And I'ma keep

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

the day that the God was born two
Twenty-nine, seventy-six when cocaine was 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 runnin' like
And got his out lookin' for ways 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

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

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

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

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

I can chase sergeant, addictive like heroin
Outsiders just lookin' in, through a barrel that's 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 bangin' pistol, and other shit
Fell in love a bitch that I call Crime
She reminded me that nobody can time
If you get of it nigga

So I looked her dead in her eyes and the trigger
Thinkin' that the music and film would be different
But this the same old vibin'
I ain't hidin', keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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

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