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 times it's only believe...

D]
Once upon a time, not ago
A rapper got shot, and no one
Who pulled the trigga on the kid and layed him in his
And after the prayers and the street
Shit got forgot, and now dead
And all the fans loved everything he
So this, you don't wanna miss
Sex, drugs, and

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

Ayo once upon a time in Jamaica,
An icon gets shot and no one knew it means
It was just another muder
But get on with the bling 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
It's all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D our rounds, man
While takin us down, man
We're 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 sex, drugs, violence 101
it is... Bam
Stop a little boy with a little toy, stand up and be a man
Now you see the plan, west to east
Instead of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and
We be hurtin the least. We be workin, no
Bringing it to like Geronimo and Cochise
Get that, but make when you spit rap
If you ain't really to die, yo, don't spit that!

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

Flav]
Once upon a time I was on Island
A man got shot and he smilin
He was bleedin his guts, yo
A policeman was sittin and he up on the spot, yo
Now when police light on
When the man died, who was the on?
me. Not you
I didn't kill nobody cuz my records do that
I the records for the kids
Gangsta rap flippin kid's lids

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