Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

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

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

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

Ayo upon a time in Jamaica, Queens
An icon gets shot and no one knew what it
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 suspect all out of
all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D makin our rounds, man
While they us down, man
We're takin you down. I got new sound
It's really an old sound, but you know how me and Chuck get
We got peace, love, unity, and the fun
But you all sex, drugs, violence 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 like Geronimo and Cochise
Get that, but make sure when you rap
If you ain't really ready to die, yo, don't that!

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

Flav]
Once a time I was on Long 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 nobody cuz my records don't do that
I the records for the kids
Gangsta rap people's kid's lids

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