Luyện nghe bài hát Race Against Time Part. 2

Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Race time, ha part two
You know, haha,
Uh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
like the future

1]
Guess who's to personify money, power, and bitches
But when bitches been gettin money, that when get ridiculous
I'm hittin switches like six fo's, and leanin
The west seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon
And the rock is all up
Roll up a little diesel, it hashed up
Then +Holla, Holla+ at the whores, is hollerin
Let 'em know a few facts like if your ridin, your slidin
is the 'Race Against Time' and I ain't got time to waste
To chase, I put a hole in your fin
But your head to the barrel like is spinnin
Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so
But what's really hood, when you doin your hood
no motherfuckin good, and bein
I die if I could, Rule the lion
And keep "ri-da-da-da-da-in"

- 2X]
Race against time, I - stop
Runnin through the red light - livin my
Even if I'm too hot
I can't stop - "Ri-da-da-da-din"

2]
Bless the day the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six
This cocaine was mixed
And all them had a fixation for bad reputation
For pimpin hoes, and shootin fo, to the free basin
If this is time erasin, the devil is runnin Bettis
And got his guns out for ways to behead 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 the realest, so I'ma define the meanin of murder, it's killer
You outta your mind, the designed for the fill up
No gas, and when I like acid
smoke weed, but blow ether, spit
cause young Rule in his prime like Cassius'
by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion
For when I die keep "ri-da-da-da-din"

3]
If Jesus was criticized, then why not me
the fuck am I special, I struck a deal with the devil
Haha, every kid a prophet, one seem like its logic
Me in church, or me in bed with managen
I can chase like sergeant, addictive like
Outsiders just lookin in, through a barrel pinned to the peep hole
They seein all or nothin like Jazz from
Hit 'em up and let's go, jump the threshold
I just got married to bangin pistol, drugs and 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 we feel would be somethin different
But this the same old criminal
I ain't hidin, keep "ri-da-da-da-din"