Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

We like gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure they corrupt our minds...
These rappers and thief...
A lot of it's only make believe...

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Once a time, not long ago
A got shot, and no one knows
Who pulled the trigga on the kid and him in his grave
And after the and the street parade
Shit got forgot, and now dead
And all the fans loved he said
So understand this, you wanna miss
Sex, drugs, and

We like those rhymes...
Just make sure don't corrupt our minds...
rappers kill and thief...
A lot of times only make believe...

Ayo once a time in Jamaica, Queens
An gets shot and no one knew what it means
It was just another muder
But let's get on with the bling
Ching ching and half naked chicks that can't
Murder weapon, never found. Police, around
The respect, the intellect, and the suspect all out of
It's all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D our rounds, man
they takin us down, man
We're takin you down. I got another new
really an old sound, but you know how me and Chuck get down
We got peace, love, unity, and the fun
But you all want sex, drugs, 101
it is... Bam
Stop being a little boy a little toy, stand up and be a man
Now you see the plan, from to east
of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and peace
We be the least. We be workin, no seats
Bringing it to America Geronimo and Cochise
Get that, but make when you spit rap
If you ain't ready to die, yo, don't spit that!

We like those rhymes...
make sure they don't corrupt our minds...
These kill and thief...
A lot of times it's make believe...

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Once upon a I was on Long Island
A man got shot and he wasn't
He was bleedin his guts, yo
A was sittin and he drove up on the spot, yo
Now when light came on
the man died, who was the blame on?
me. Not you
I didn't nobody cuz my records don't do that
I make the for the kids
Gangsta rap flippin people's lids

We like gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure they don't our minds...
These rappers and thief...
A lot of times it's make believe...