Luyện nghe bài hát Spy Hunter

Spy Detail, was a 498-DS
A top-secret formula had been stolen the research lab
We had a job to do
We ran all suspects name through I and up with

Respond like James Bond to this con Don
Millions in his palms, sellin' bombs
Time 6 a.m., agent mayhem and eight men, no ten
Came to scoop me in the in the Graham

Money Say when, gave me a beige Range and thangs
But they claimed the changed to a plane, strange
But perfect, me circuits and how to work it
Wounds, how to nurse it, weapons, how to it

Searched it, like a serpent, read the
be with two chinks sportin' links and new minks
Drive a six with dark and one of the chinks
Named Dinks and Dinks always drinks so he thinks invinc'

Other chinks a wimp, but Teflon's his holds
If he think you gonna roll, he'll put in your dress code
Time to load and hit the highway, do it my way
Spy way, do or die way, Schwarzenegger, lie way

So I pulled up on the drive way, ran through the way
Saw his compadres, motherfucker, kay
Die hard, yelled, "My God", caught an Uzi scar
Hit the tar, other to the car, "Ah"

to pay him back, time to fade him
Got up tried to spray him, no aim, so I him
Didn't get the Don but the was a factor
Found I was after, set the reactors
For two minutes, laughter and "Lieutenant you finished"
It was the Don with a Smitheth, Wessun to my

For a second I thought I was dead, no said
Then I heard shots of lead and lead sped through his
Brando with the ammo and Dubez the Uz'
Move plane rovers, motherfucker, we spy hunters

Big Dubez, Billy D, four-five, weapon
through bricks that niggaz ain't yet step on
Eludin' Cop-po, in the eight, inhalin'
tailin' but I'm Indy 500 Monaco

Pigs stop no, Sporty Thiev Gestapo
They sickened against whips to saw you slick and
Out the fender, yo, no no surrender
To the fullest, that's why my deflect bullets

On the like "Who in charge? Get me the sarge"
Your squad car next, your fam my garage
Espio-nage, yo my on the rocks
I blow 'em out the box, missiles on roadblocks
On the verge on smack-ups, forces callin' for
Chunked in the trunk, 200 to crack up

holdin's essential, spy-hunter utensils
Four govermentals with sets of dentals
I'm on a Cannonball Run like Burt
off at the choppers, backin' down coppers

We in the Phillipines, on death row, about to guillotines
my crew lace marines, stick over and make realer
so yo, say to my lil friend, you wanna play?
Okay, ten through your steel, man

Yo we come together foreign leaders
large in Argentina, camouflaged in Korea
in the bushes they can't see-us
spin astro 16 silence-face screw ons, Mission

Merge 'em to the Persians 2 glocks to my head
cream to flip the script, got niggaz watchin' the Feds
Twenty beams comin' through my window
Tear-gas bleak up my glass the blew the crib-bo

The coke moves are ditto, layin' blue in
Sneakin' weedin' Sweden shook the D's in
Like a crooked Batman with no partner but still
be mind-bogglin', leave the D's followin'

my man, I be the big man behind the front man
Front man got knocked? Big man still be the man
Mix six crews and their glues, skully low nickels
Runnin' up in cold with icles

the trey-nickel, guaranteed to hit you
If I miss you, bullets will ricochet and nip you
and fall like the wall
hang 'em off the spies let's make a ball

navy seals with flak-on, sniffin', getting they crack on
I managed to on enough oil to put Iraq on
the gats on for this spy-war
Coke lab, helicopter roof, and a