Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

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

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Once upon a time, not ago
A got shot, and no one knows
Who the trigga on the kid and layed him in his grave
And after the and the street parade
got forgot, and now he's dead
And all the fans everything he said
So understand this, you don't wanna
Sex, drugs, and

We like gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure don't corrupt our minds...
rappers kill and thief...
A lot of times it's only 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 sing
Murder weapon, never found. Police, around
The respect, the intellect, and the all out of town
all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D makin our rounds, man
While takin us down, man
takin you down. I got another new sound
It's really an old sound, but you know how me and 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 west to
Instead of sex, drugs, and we got love, purpose, and peace
We be hurtin the least. We be workin, no
Bringing it to America like Geronimo and
Get that, but make when you spit rap
If you ain't really ready to die, yo, spit that!

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

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Once upon a time I was on Island
A man got shot and he smilin
He was from his guts, yo
A was sittin and he drove up on the spot, yo
Now police light came on
When the man died, who was the on?
me. Not you
I didn't kill nobody cuz my records don't do
I make the records for the
Gangsta rap flippin people's lids

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